There is a beauty, Po Meng from Huangquan. At one end of the Naihe Bridge, a woman was leaning against a dancing tree, wearing a misty black gauze that highlighted her icy muscles and jade bones. Lifting your head and drinking a pot of water gives you a unique feeling of freedom and ease. He asked, "Why is this water?" Answer: Meng Po Tang, forget the dust water. Ask again: Don't you forget everything after drinking? Answer again: If you should forget, you should forget. If you shouldn't forget, you should forget. I have no past life, no present life, and no future life, so what difference does it make to me. A bunch of golden bells were tied to the white and exquisite ankles dangling by the branches. With a slight shake, a rattle flowed out, like the sound of heaven. The newborn kid followed the sound of the bell and drank a glass of water. A cup of water that forgets the dust and wipes away the fate of the past life. After drinking the Wangchen water, I crossed the Naihe Bridge. After the calamity of the previous life, we can continue our fate in the next life. Note: 1: The writing style is concise. It takes about two or three chapters to write a short story. The short stories in it include humans, gods, demons and ghosts, most of which are BE. If you don't like it, don't criticize it. 2: Most of the short stories in it are about the love and hatred of ancient women. The ground is full of blood and the thunder is rolling. The author is a YY product, so be careful before entering! 3: This is fiction, please don't pay attention to the country in the story. 4: Taking Po Meng's relationship as the main line, various emotional stories are extended~ Ah Yao's column is an ancient article. If you like it, please save it (づ￣ 3￣)づ.