Let the reputation that everyone pursues be forever recorded on our tombstones
May we gain immortal glory from the shame of death
Even if time wears away memory
The fountain of life gives rebirth
Travelers looking for a way back are still moving forward
Even a lonely heart
Also due to the short-term warmth of the people around you
And have temporary happiness
Our lives can end
Our honor will last forever
——Adapted from Shakespeare's "Love's Labour's Labour"
Real version copywriting:
Pseudo Sa Dian: "It doesn't matter if I can't go back, why do I have to carry a bunch of oil bottles with me!"
A certain "puller": "... To correct you, 'puller' refers to women in the old society who remarried, and the children born to the previous husband were taken to the second husband's family."
Pseudo-Sa Dian (turning to ask the author): "Can I cut open this guy's brain and see if it's filled with waste paper?"
The author was calm on the surface but shyly replied: "No, even if you are wearing the shell of Sa Dian, as a principled author, I will not waver in the face of beauty."
Someone (using the shell of Saden) smiled evilly, "Haha, is that so..." He raised his hand calmly, "Eight swords flash! Iai slashes!"
A certain author ran away without forgetting to shout: "I will definitely come back!"
Someone calmly put away Zhengzong.