I have spanned thousands of years.
The man in white clothes narrowed his eyes, and his long and narrow eyes showed a trace of laziness.
I have seen the grandeur and pride of the prosperous times, the lights of thousands of houses, and the extravagance and extravagance of singing and dancing.
It was raining outside the window, and the small town in the south of the Yangtze River outside the boat was misty and green.
I am a heartless monster.
The jade fracture fan slowly unfolded, and the four ink characters "The most beautiful woman in the world" were arbitrarily carved on the goose-yellow gilded silk.
My life will eventually begin with glory and end with glory.
The ripples of the moon's shadow brushed over the young man's lonely cheek, layer by layer, mottled.
The floating light leaps into gold, while the silent shadow sinks into the jade.
My destiny is to wipe out all the loneliness with a little bit of insignificant happiness for a faint smile in the clouds.
The young man in white clothes put on a quilt made of brocade, and his back under the moonlight looked even more lonely.
My name.
The faint star-colored light in the palm of his hand rolled into the dark blue sky, and the corners of the white boy's lips slowly raised into a smile.
Messy in the wind.