The first sentence of the magazine article:
Rouge, lovesickness is the most profound sorrow. If I were bones, I couldn't wave you away. At the head of Wangchuan River, there is a touch of tenderness, she is waiting for you to return slowly.
Love is so deep that it doesn't last long, and the bones are painted to protect it. Do you know?
The eyebrows and eyes are full of old sorrow, who has ever recalled the long stream of light and shadow. I am making a light boat, and I am willing to travel with you.
I dipped in ink and painted it for Qing Dai. I would like to share this white head in this world with you in this life...
Published with Zhesi's "Three Lives Three Worlds. Acacia (6)" story. I have revised the ending.
Intention: