Serious copywriting:
Huashan Mountain is bitterly cold all year round, and Ji Huai's eyes have been filled with the color of pure white ice and snow since he can remember.
The four seasons are winter, and the small red clay stove in the house is everyone's favorite.
Senior Brother Ji Gu was sitting on a chair with most of the armrests missing, and he was making a lot of noise with his abacus.
The naughty little junior sister ran out of the room and pestered the alcoholic master, who smelled of too much alcohol, to braid her braids.
The master who was addicted to alcohol would braid the little girl's hair, drank all the wine in the wine gourd in a few sips, and became a complete drunkard.
Although the sun is cold, my heart is warm.
The fourth level of Wudang was like spring, and Tong Qin's eyes were full of spring that could not be contained.
Outside the house, there were the sounds of the senior brothers meditating and practicing their swordsmanship, the sound of the master preaching, and the sounds of pilgrims coming here to offer incense. . . . . .
Deep in the bamboo forest, the night is as cool as water. Standing under the sword, peach blossoms are falling like rain.
The trapped beast has escaped from its cage.
However, when the glitz is gone and the flowers bloom again, will you and I be the same as before?
One-sentence copy: If my junior brother doesn't come to me, I will go to my junior brother.
Sand carving version copywriting: Searching and searching for Lao Gong, where is my Lao Gong?
Intent: Justice will defeat evil