Four hundred years ago, I chanted a Luo Shen Fu by the Wangchuan River. The people on the boat had elegant postures, with jade trees facing the wind, as graceful as a startling giant, and as graceful as a swimming dragon.
I have found the right time to sing this time.
The man got off the boat with a light smile, his hair was flowing, and his peach blossom eyes seemed to be moistened with the dew on the mountain. He was looking forward to life and his bright eyes were beautiful.
"Wow, you are such a beautiful girl. Do you want to date?"
At this time when the right time, place and people were at odds, the ghost slave next to him couldn't stand it and shouted angrily: "How outrageous! This is Master Gui Cha's Hei Wuchang!"
I was stunned for a moment, then casually changed it to: "Then, would you like to make a date?"
All the ghosts knelt down and fell to the ground. Only then did I react and looked at him blankly.
Master Gui Cha curled his lips and said, "Xie Yunfan, you are quite courageous."
I knelt down for him.
I haven't thought about the copy yet, and I don't have an outline, so I just write whatever comes to my mind. =