The big red curtain was quietly pulled open:
I'm not playing myself, but I'm putting my emotions into it
The string-stringed huqin is inseparable from the vulgarity of life and death.
Our intersection is like God's game
It's just an incomplete excerpt
Some are just too much resentment and dissatisfaction
If the beauty of makeup and powder faded away in the world,
If the world loses its colorful masks
Will there be the most emotional performance?
That's all
I just want to release the joy, sorrow and joy in the play
The world of mortals is a dream, and you have to wake up. . . .
I am currently undergoing a major overhaul. If it is not troublesome, I hope you can read it from the beginning. Thank you~~~~