Hit the nail on the head version:
This is just a record of the chaotic lives of a group of no-zuo-no-die women and palace men! Sadomasochism, grudges, interspersed with Lily and Danmei, although it is an imaginary history, is it really okay for you, ancient Nitrogen, to lead your life like this? !
Literary lyric version:
Thousands of youth, thousands of emotions, which woman in this story are you? Their lives include laughter and tears, joys and sorrows coexisting. They seem to be full of ups and downs, but they just have the same lingering thoughts and helplessness as you and me. Some may die without mercy, some may cry farewell to Xiao Lang, some may be deeply in love and die, or some may have an epiphany while holding flowers.
"Grow red beans on the grave of lovesickness. When the beans are ripe, they will be buried in the grave, you know?" Cijing, how well can I hide that love that is not tolerated by the world in my eyes?
"The roof is as old as ever, and the hair is as old as new." Xixuan, it was your smile in the cold night that changed my life where the wind, frost, and swords were facing each other.
"Thinking of two flying swallows, holding the mud of the king's house." On the 11th, we accompany you day and night, like a shadow, but why is it so difficult for you to look at me?
"Not as good as the underworld, we will never see each other again!" Heyu, now I am old, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, eternal grievances and hatreds, just a smile.
I hope you can see your own joys and sorrows from here.
——Author: Pu Yicun Yours sincerely