Loulan's Wet Dream

My love was in tears bury me Use pearls and jade, use frankincense Wrap my smooth body Then with trembling hands, I will feather the bird Insert it into my satin hair He gently closed my eyes I know he is in my eyes final image Spread flowers all over my chest scattered at the same time And his love and sorrow sunset Loulan is empty and prosperous My lover leaves alone Leave me with the eternal darkness and the eternal sweetness and sorrow And I can never forgive you Wake me up so recklessly Exposing me to the desolation I no longer know break me Break my once tender heart Only the setting sun is still the setting sun of that day But is there anyone? Can anyone rebury me? Give me back my thousand-year-old dream I should still be Loulan's Bride I have read Xi Murong's collection of poems very early, and the one that impressed me the most was the song "The Bride of Loulan". Because of it, I fell in love with Loulan and Lop Nur. I have always longed to one day embark on a mysterious journey to find the story behind the Loulan Bride that happened three thousand years ago. In the Han Dynasty, in an era full of desire for power and ambition, where should the country and small families be placed? How to choose between love and family affection? When you ask the wind, the wind is silent, only the long yellow sand is whispering softly, as if it is telling people, telling the long-standing legend, a legend about the love between the princess and the King of Loulan. Solemnly declare: This novel has only a slight relationship with history and should not be regarded as history! Also, this story is purely fictitious and any similarity is purely coincidental! Hahaha…………