Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, but nothing except Wushan was like clouds. I look back lazily after picking up a bunch of flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.
A female doll with pigtails was sitting on a chair, looking expectantly at the woman opposite.
"Mom, what story are we telling today?" The girl smiled and showed her white teeth to the woman.
The woman's hand gently tapped the armrest of the chair, and she opened her lips and murmured, as if she was planning to tell a story to the little baby, or she was talking to herself.
"This is the story of the Southern Kingdom. It may be longer. It was a story before the Northern Kingdom was annexed by the Southern Kingdom." The woman seemed to be reminiscing, looking at the girl who couldn't help but stare at Ji Ji and twisting her body, and gently held her in her arms. "Ya'er, this is a long, long story. The war was still going on at that time, the Northern Kingdom was not yet destroyed at that time, the bravest general at that time had not left, and the king had not yet ascended the throne..."
The memories under that sky, she always remembered, were the stories about her sister Su Yao.
In this door last year today,
The peach blossoms on the human face complement each other in red.
I don't know where the human face is going,
The peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze.