I can't stand the passage of time, and I can't escape the youth here.
"Here," she put the dagger across her neck and threatened him with a smile, "if you don't take off your clothes, I will commit suicide."
Don't want to escape, it will be an empty joy, but you will be willing to live a lifetime.
"Yi Wang, are you satisfied?" She broke away from his arms and flicked her sleeves as if she was afraid of being stained by dust. "Was your decision to cancel my engagement just to be a show?"
The scholar has lost his mind to the extreme, and the scholar has gone on his way. My heart is so empty, as if I am about to breathe.
"Master Luo, please come back." She said in a cold voice, "Since you have a lovely wife waiting for you to return, why bother with an unintentional person?"
Bodhi sleeves, the lamp is as old as ever, and the tears are shed for others. When the weather is sunny, don't hold back, smile is parting.
"You will understand one day..." She knocked on the wooden fish and whispered secretly, "You will all understand what I mean."
Many years later, they would meet again somewhere, think of her in unison, and then laugh and shake their heads - this girl, after all, used her method to make them understand her intentions.
Many years later, she became the talk of the town - a scholar who was granted the title of a prince, a sword-wielding knight and a couple, who shared the three great dreams with a beggar, who was so heroic that she competed for her father in martial arts, yet she looked down on all living beings and was the most beautiful woman in the world.
Many years later, she was finally forgotten by the world, but there were always people dancing swords, drinking, crying, and mourning in front of her tomb. Snow falls all year round.
It was a world that belonged to women, and she was a legend that belonged to the world.