The sound of insects and weeping dew frightens the autumn pillow, and the mandarin duck brocade is wet with tears on the curtains. Lying alone, the jade skin is cold, and the scars and hatred grow.
The gloomy wind blows through the green curtains, the rain is astringent and the lights dim. After all, I can't sleep, the crows are crows and the golden well is cold.
——————————-Qin Guan's "Bodhisattva Man"
He said: "This flower is called Bletilla striata. Its roots are white and grow together, so it is called Bletilla striata. You can call it this name from now on."
He said, "Yes, I love you. So, I'm going to kill you."
He said: "If you die ten times, I will save you ten times. If you die a hundred times, I will save you a hundred times. There is nothing I can do. Who told me to hate you so much?"
He said: "How can I be entangled with a woman like you?"
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