A slender young man walks out of the world, following the soft light.
The lingering fragrance of poetry and prose for thousands of years remains, so the amazing years are not yet over.
-Preface-
On the lonely road, I watched the sun gradually dim and the mist turning the cold sky.
The setting sun was stained with heavy clouds, and the wind and rain were blurred in a trance.
Calling talismans and seals to control the wind and attract thunder, forming a contract to protect them, just waiting for a wave of their hands, and the horses and horses in bright clothes trample the time.
Be cautious on the road ahead, who is traveling at night——
Why do I feel so sleepless? I scream to myself as a sin, but I have no choice but to sink into the quagmire, looking for resentment and falsehood, and my past life is ashes.
No matter how much your hatred fills the world, and the black flames burn the sky, you will always be with me under the moonlight, and I will never leave you.
Whose eyes are filled with sorrow? The words of love are poisonous and gnaw at the heart and marrow.
The dim light reflects on the door, and the soul holds the revolving lantern to record all this to future generations.