Those beauties, they are so stunning that they can captivate the whole country, or they are as pure and beautiful as the newly born white lotus, which is as touching as the soul. However, as time goes by, the years have never caused them any dust. They are still such a vivid existence, with their red lips covered and their eyes flowing. They will never grow old, no matter how the world changes. In the midst of the wolf smoke and the beacon fire, that smile is still alluring, and that look is still enough to bring all the prosperity of the world.
It can be regarded as a kind of remembrance of those fleeting beauties in the long river of classics, dedicated to those long-lasting romantic classical stories in the long river of classics that still survive in my heart like green trees to this day. They will not be eroded by time. Those beautiful and beautiful beauties are all well now.