Who said that happiness in this world is all similar, but misfortune has its own taste. I don't know how to comment on this beautiful woman Cao Sheng. Fortunately or unfortunately, maybe the immortal who ordered the order was greedy for a while and made a mistake. Now all these joys and sorrows can only be "given to the storyteller" and left for future generations to sigh. ——Inscription
When I was very young, I heard about the thorn bird. I have always deeply believed that there really is such a bird in this world. She spends her whole life and time looking for the sharpest thorn, just to pounce on it decisively on a bright day, and then let her throat drip with blood, feeling the passage of life while singing. What a world-beating sound that was.