When you hold prosperity in your hands, your mood becomes barren
Only then did I realize that everything in the world will change.
I was so worried about being a concubine that I ended up going to a brothel...
This is the last calm before the storm. Tomorrow, no one knows who will survive in the end. The young man couldn't sleep, so he left the tent and accompanied his horse.
There was no wind or rain tonight, and the night was quite bright. Going forward along the dirt road, there was a forest with unknown tombstones and a desolate atmosphere without sunlight.
The moonlight is faint, covering the pine trees outside the village