I met you, radiant and full of life, in the underworld
With a brocade letter in your hand, your eyes holding endless sorrow and grief
Could it be that our meeting carried memories of a life before?
I would see you reach the pinnacle again, a thousand years from now
The strategist Kongming of the past, who summoned a thousand soldiers with a word or a plan
The secret of a past life in the present, whose every frown and smile has found its way into my heart
"It wasn't a heavenly book that brought you here to see me. It was your words from a thousand years ago: 'May our fate continue.'"
"I guarded you through a thousand years of hardship and wandering, yet the instant I saw you, I couldn't say a word about sharing a happy future."
"I wake from my dream and push open the door. Are you there, my love?"
"The lamp shines on the candle stand; the night is still bright."
It's been so long, my dear strategist.
So this wasn't our first meeting in the underworld after all...
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Your writing is so lighthearted and funny.