The fan is thin and the moon is thin, and the hairpin is slanted and only carved with ice. The song has not yet been sung, and the Qin fire enters Yiling. At the age of twenty-one, Qinfanglou and I met Xinluan, a beautiful actress, like the bright gardenia flowers showing the green on the branches. A pair of smiling and charming eyes, what is drawn away is my soul, my soul.
The love and joy of the past life can only be repaid in this life. My mother-in-law, Lian Niang, has always been a fierce woman. In this life, I was the only man she married. She hated me so much and fell in love with me. In the end, she was devoted to me, and all she got was a tablet in the Lin family ancestral hall.
Bu Yibu asked me: "Hexue, what are your plans for the future?" I said: "Look, on that full moon day, Lianniang said to me: Hexue, you have a tear mole in the corner of your eye, which destined you to be cold and sentimental in this life. I feel sorry for her, causing her to be possessed by the fox demon and end up where she is today."
The next year, I was ordained as a monk at Huaguang Temple, with the Buddhist name: Chenkong.