A dazzling beauty is also a disaster beauty.
On Guili Mountain, there are continuous snow-capped mountains. Many years ago, because of a Taoist priest's words, he predicted that she would be in troubled times, so he took her to this deep forest to isolate herself from the world, in an attempt to avoid destiny and avoid disaster. She stays here all year round, accompanying the fox. Bathing in the brilliance of the sun and moon, dancing to the harp and harp, I wasted my years. Unexpectedly, it was all in vain. It was hard to go against destiny. Her lone fox dance started a battle of destruction.
The world only knew her as a charming and chaotic leader, but they didn't know that what she was thinking about was just that man with eyes as clear as stars. All the kings and emperors who dominated the world looked down upon her like a piece of grass. But the world's sentiments are so mediocre that people's wishes are not fulfilled, and the two are separated, and the beauty and white hair cannot meet each other.
The fragrant grass is open and wide, and the remaining light is full. There is no news about the beauty, and the clouds are far away.
Return, leave. It is return and departure.