Aunt Yishu has lived by the Muyun River for nearly a hundred years. No one knows her age, or whether she is a human, a god, or a demon. She took her two fat children with her, planting radishes in spring and winter, and harvesting rapeseeds in summer and autumn. Aunt Yishu had a jade hairpin on her head, which turned into a jade flute when taken off. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, she would sit among the branches of a poplar tree next to the house and play the flute all night long.
No one knows that a hundred years ago she passed through the forbidden red stone forest, entered Guyun Peak, and stole a heart...
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Yu Yanhua: Whose young man is like a rosy cloud, with dew coming from the frost, and horse hooves trampling on his youthful journey; the BMW he owns is not for sale, but he is willing to give it to a strange girl at the foot of Shaqing Mountain in exchange for a short-haired gray donkey. The gray donkey wanders around for another ten years. The winding mountain path winds and turns, but there is no sign of the old friend.
Jiang Wu:
Du Zhixin: Knowing the joys and tasting the hardships, a thousand people have no branches; what kind of person do you want to become, is it to cultivate Taoism and become an immortal? Did he become a demon? Even if you become the overlord of the Nine Provinces, you will never be free and easy. Things in the world are not black and white, so how can we say that demons are evil and gods are good? In just one thought, good and evil are divided into two sides. It is only up to me to decide what kind of person I become.
Li Yuansheng:
Reading tips:
It is divided into upper and lower parts, the first half is BE; the second half is HE (broken mirror and reunited).
Intention: Love cannot forge an iron wall, but life without love is vulnerable.