In March of that spring, flying flowers were dancing wildly. The woman under the peach tree was bathed in the spring breeze, dancing gracefully. The flowers caught his eyes and disturbed his heart.
He just turned around silently and made love humble.
She thought that longevity was named after the Changsheng Palace, but little did she know that the Changsheng Palace was built for longevity.
She thought he was cold or disgusted, but she didn't know it was protection.
She thought it would be fine just to keep watching him from a distance.
However, knowing all the truth, she still stood stubbornly opposite him.
He will never forget that by the Wannian Yao Pond, the woman pitifully held on to a corner of his plain white clothes, with tears in her eyes: "Chief Immortal, can you take me in?"
I can't forget that by the Yuxi River, a woman's bare feet were tied with a string of silver bells, stirring up crystal-like waves.
I can't forget her faint smile.
Immortals and demons cannot stand together, they are destined to be enemies.
Life is like a dream, like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water. Sigh, how much love and hate there is in this life? Looking forward to the next life, hold hands and live forever together. What I hate the most is the full moon, when people are not destined to meet each other; what I most look forward to is meeting each other, but not talking to each other. Drunk with agarwood, injured with a heavy shadow, several reincarnations. May you live a long life and be happy in your dreams.