At three o'clock in the ugly hour, the night wind caresses gently, and the frost and dew are heavy.
I sat on the top of the mountain and looked at the twinkling stars above my head. Next to me lay an unconscious monster.
I once thought that I was a serious immortal, holding a high-level immortal position, punishing evil and promoting good, and I was famous far and wide.
I have many suitors, and I am the flower of the high mountains that is admired by thousands of people.
Literary point: I also worked hard to see all the flowers in Chang'an.
Unexpectedly, he accidentally stumbled and was conquered by this hot-eyed man-eating flower, becoming his only vassal.
The once beautiful and angry horse has become a thing of the past. Now, I just want to guard him and wait for the day when he wakes up.
For this, I will pay any price, even if the sky is struck by lightning, even if there is no recovery.