Literary version:
The red fades and the green fades away from the dusk rain.
The moon is full on the west tower, and the lights and oars are shining in the shadows.
The flowers are as bright as a moon and the night is as windy as a knife.
The years are both poetic and quiet.
Outside the city, there is a path of dry bones in the setting sun.
There are beauties in the city and beautiful faces in the temples.
The shadows of old figures are hard to disappear.
In this life, I will be with you at dusk and morning.
Dog blood version:
I don't know if there is any woman in this world who, as soon as she gets married, before she has a warm and affectionate relationship with her husband, her husband goes away from home and has not returned yet.
I don't know of any woman who, not long after she entered her husband's family, suddenly brought out her husband's illegitimate child and wanted to call her "Mother".
By chance, these two things happened to me, the little princess who just passed by. Xiaoyin's house fight, please support Xiaoyin:
Intention:
