Half of floating life
The moon tower is high and the night strings are played, and the dancing sleeves are alluring and blooming.
The lights and stars are lying on the steps of the sky, and the chatter of people is blowing on the small fans.
Who will burn the smoke away and break the ties between vertical and horizontal?
Three thousand dreams fall by the meandering water, and a wisp of cold fragrance falls beside the Forget River.
Fortunately, I met Qing Taohuamian, and the mountains and rivers have been peaceful since then.
The road to life is long, filled with the wishes of the mortal world.
Purpose: Love and Peace