Thousands of years ago, there was a missing Goddess in the sky and a new name named Po Meng was added to the underworld.
She calls herself Mrs. Meng, cooks a pot of forgotten soup, and watches all the love in the world on the gazebo.
When I had nothing to do, I took a picture of myself in the river, touched my smooth and delicate skin and sighed: "I was originally a beauty, and I should be paired with a handsome scholar, but now I can only admire myself in front of a group of ghosts with bones all day long. It's really pitiful! Sad!"
This article is subversive, please do not take it seriously!