He had a relationship with him. In front of the flowers, under the moon, the sun danced for him.
He has a debt of gratitude to him. Play the phoenix and pray for the phoenix for him at night.
His clothes are like snow and his hair is like water. He is not like a mortal, but he is swimming in the world of mortals. He hooks up the red thread and breaks it, but he drinks from the snowy mountain water.
Short introduction (Although I chose Jianghu grudges, it is not just that... Novices bow here, please give me some advice)