Literary version of Lao Ji: Melancholy A tree in the east column is covered with snow, and it is rare to have a clear day in life. He was originally a diseased pear plant that had lived in the East Column for a long time. The pear flowers were pale white in the spring and the trees were dark green in the summer. Fortunately, with a ray of light from the sky, the flowers bloomed everywhere and his life became clear.
Rogue version of Old Ji: One day at the palace banquet, Ji Qingshen quietly dragged little Yuanzi to the garden, ready to have sex with each other. Suddenly Liu Huxu came over, waving his fan, with a teasing look on his face: "It's better for you and me to deal with a bunch of old men in there, and hide here to enjoy the flowers and worship the wind and moon." After the people left, Ji Qingshen's eyes flashed slightly, and he climbed on Yuan Zhiyao's shoulders and held him. He took her into his arms and whispered in her ear: "They say I am worshiping the wind and moon, but how do you know that I am not worshiping the sky and the earth..." Yuan Zhiyao's face turned red and he cursed: "Who the hell wants to worship you!" Lao Ji curled his lips and smiled, and said softly: "I mean, how do others know that I am not worshiping the sky and the earth with Brother Yuan... Worshiping a close friend?"
Sad version: The pear blossoms in Donglan are blooming again, when will A Yao return?
After Yan Nan returns, it is difficult for the wild geese to return home, hahahahahaha...
Immortal Liu, blue still matches you. With this robe on you, you don't look like an immortal anymore.
I used to be a clear breeze and a bright moon, but now I am covered in mud. I am afraid my heart is also dark.
Ah Yao, please coax me, you haven't coaxed me yet. You don't comfort me when I'm angry, you don't comfort me when I take medicine because it's too painful, and you don't comfort me when I'm injured. Today, just comfort me.
Thirteen, return to the forest, is your word. The tired bird returns to the forest, it's time to go home, let's go together.
Intention: Bearing the hatred of family and country, he will not change the wind and the moon. Leave a pure space in your heart, free from worldly distractions, to nourish your youthful heart.