Long ago, a man eloped with the woman he loved. When she saw the dew on a blade of grass, she asked, "What is that?"
Distracted by thoughts of their pursuers, the man didn't answer. He hid her in an abandoned house, but when he returned, she had been eaten by a monster.
"My beloved, that was dew in the night."
Night dew and morning mist are both beautiful things, and both vanish all too easily.
Our bodies are like duckweed, our lives like morning dew. What can we do about it? Love blossoms in Yoshiwara, cherry blossoms fall in Ueno. By the banks of the Sanzu River, no ghostly cries are heard.
{This novel has no connection to real history}
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Damn, it's very well written. Please be sure to write it to the end!
The computer seems to have failed to post a comment. I like this article, the Lifetime series, I'm so happy to have it updated! I like the elegant wording of this article, the sad meaning of the plot, and the gorgeous romance. It can be seen that the author has done a lot of homework. I look forward to the next update.
O(∩_∩)O updated O(∩_∩)O
Although I have trouble remembering the names due to cultural reasons, and I need to go back and consolidate them from time to time, but so far, the plot is very good, and I feel that I have a good big story in my heart, which is waiting to be elaborated slowly. ("⌒∇⌒")