The world of mortals is full of ups and downs, and the girl has been cruelly pushed before she even learns to walk. She is crawling and crawling, humbly looking for a way to survive in the smoke-filled sea of world and bustling markets.
"My name is Yuan Yuan," the girl lowered her eyes and sighed silently, then smiled sweetly, revealing her little face hidden in the shadows, and said to him, "My name is Chen Yuanyuan."
The stars were shining brightly and her eyes were full of glitz. She pushed herself completely to the forefront of the storm, and it was difficult to recover from the flood, so she could only take every step.
"I am a citizen of the Ming Dynasty, and you are the Manchu Yi tribe who invaded our land and killed my folks. Let me go with you, unless you kill me." The girl said every word loudly, wearing jingling rings and dazzling costumes. She turned around and walked on the road of no return without looking back.
Time is like an arrow, piercing our faces, and the sadness of the incompleteness and ugliness becomes more and more serious. It is time to expose the lies that have been told to us in the passing years.
Intention: Since I am willing to show preference to one person, I am willing to spend the rest of my life being generous.