Drunkly photographing the spring clothes and cherishing the fragrance,
Heaven descends from hatred, anger and madness.
Autumn grass grows on strangers every year,
Hug it every day until the sunset.
The clouds are misty and the water is vast,
The road home is long.
Lovesickness is without words,
Don't waste your tears on flowers and paper.
——The inscription of the deceased
(There will be stories from the authors in the extra chapter)
Fluttering sleevesFlowing sleeves mountains and rivers×NanzhiNanzhiqinghan
Songs of Chu [Ink dyed poetry] × Ran Qi [Ye Luo Ran Qi])
Intention: Everyone in the world has his own destiny, the way of heaven is impermanent, and destiny is unpredictable.
