Bodhisattvaman
The wind and rain are blowing for a few days, and it is even more painful to live away from others. I sleep on my pillow for several autumns, and the toad sings his string early.
The cold night was frightening and the quilt was thin, and the tears and lantern flowers fell. Everywhere is sad, the light dust is in Yuqin.
She is neither good nor evil, her heart is like glass, wandering alone in a different world.
He was mysterious and unpredictable. He only did what he should do. Why was he so confused when he met her?
He didn't love the world, he only played in the world, but he exchanged the world for her and guarded Xiao Xiao Palace all his life.
He was calculating every step of the way, calculating everyone, but why was he the only one left out?