The punishment of not wearing fur in winter, not fanning in summer, and not covering the rain may seem painless, but when the snow falls happily, it will fall on him sooner or later. If you love your talents, you will be even more crazy. You can be rough and sweet, and you will not be stained by the splendor. Wang Huan knows that there is a kind of person who can be pursued but not kept, who can forget the mountains and the water, and who can have nothing to do with the sun and the moon. He is the person who I feel happy and sad when I look at my back, and I want to hug back but dare not say anything. This may be the reason why Wang Huan chose Hua Cong to look back lazily. He was half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.
Intention: It is useless to feel longing for lovesickness, but it is pure madness to feel melancholy.