Come with empty words and leave with no trace,
It's five o'clock in the morning upstairs.
Dreams are far away and difficult to recall,
The book was rushed to the point where the ink was not thick.
The wax shines on the half-cage of golden jade,
Musk smoked slightly embroidered hibiscus.
Liu Lang already hated Pengshan for being far away.
It is even more separated by Pengshan Mountain, which weighs ten thousand.
Because of such love, such hatred was sown.
Everyone's life trajectories seem to be separated, but they are heavily intertwined.
Author: It's been two years since I put down my pen and ink, and I'm bringing it up again today to complete my unfinished relationship in this world.