Among the green mountains and beautiful waters, I don't know whose eyes have been confused. I only thought it was a beautiful scenery, but I don't know when my heart was lost. I have practiced for thousands of years without any desire, but I can't stand the faint sadness in your smile day and night. In fact, what you want is so simple, but why is it so out of reach? You just don't understand why everyone in this vast land of Dongzhou is forcing you, forcing you, but I can only do my best to protect you.
In a large lake under the waterfall, there is a graceful wisp of gauze, with black threads like algae, half-open beautiful eyes, red lips and lotus words, and a figure swaying like a begonia in the drizzle and breeze, as graceful and light as a colorful butterfly playing among the flowers. The gauze sometimes floats in the water, sometimes outlines the moving figure. A few small smiles escaped from time to time during the singing, which was gentle and charming, and the splashing water mist gathered and dispersed, adding to the charm. Qian Shang didn't shy away from anything, and he didn't feel rude. He lifted up his clothes, sat on the ground, and watched openly. There was intoxication and appreciation in his eyes, but no desire, as if the woman was also part of the beautiful scenery of the mountains and forests...
In fact, it's not very sad, and overall it's quite refreshing...