One sentence copywriting, Penglai and the princess and boss in the years after Penglai.
After traveling for a year, my apricot clothes are stained by the wind and dust. I don't know you in the mountains and rivers, but I say goodbye one day.
Another year, the skirt was stained with blood, and the body was fluttering and sent to heaven and earth, and there was no way to send the reply to the weaving.
Another year, the blue hair is covered with frost and snow, the beautiful face in the mirror is frightened and secretly changed, and no one cares about me when I am drunk and lovesick.
Throughout the year, we spend our time laughing and chatting, the clouds on our temples are passing away in the wind, watching lanterns across the water, and seeing old friends again.
Finally, I know that good times do not last forever, and good dreams cannot last forever.
I only write this document to commemorate the passing of Master Feng Ying'er.