Half a bowl of Mengpo soup
Finally, after undergoing the review of the Judge Yama of the Eighteenth House, after checking all the evil deeds and faults in his previous life, the verdict is: continue to be a human being.
The last one in the long queue, Po Meng turned over the soup can and finally filled the bowl of soup for me. But after only two sips, it was full of medicine residue. He raised his eyes and looked at the young woman who was leaving surrounded by four stunning women. She looked back in a cloud of fog, leaving a meaningful glance.
After a series of reincarnations, the memory of the previous life has been blurred, but the boss of the underworld can vaguely return to the twilight in dreams from time to time. I don't know if it's because of the cold memory or because I saw all the karma in the underworld, and saw through the absurdity of floating life like a dream.
Even though he was always blessed with grace and enjoyed all the glory in this life, he did not feel happy at all. His boredom with the world seemed to be engraved into his bones, always making him irritated and irritable, which was probably the reason for his cold temperament.
In this life, I am only devoted to one person.
The river and the sky were completely dustless, and there was only a solitary moon in the bright sky. Who by the river sees the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people?
Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.
The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow. Whose family is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower?
The poor moon wanders upstairs and should be seen in the dressing mirror. The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and it comes back when the clothes are smashed and brushed on the anvil.