The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat of autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
"It doesn't have to be this way"
"I feel uneasy"
Half a glass of poisonous wine was taken into the mouth and he died suddenly.
Originally, he was about to enter reincarnation, but the clinker was entangled in fate.
"Don't love anyone"
"good"
Tossing and turning, lingering
"How could you not love"
Tragic ending
Everything has just begun
Concept: The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone.