Wen Yan, a failed scholar, encountered heavy rain and rested for a night in a dilapidated old temple. However, he saw strong winds and heavy rain. A dazzling light fell on a picture scroll. He opened it and saw a beautiful woman with a pair of dark eyes and peach blossom eyes, black silk hanging down like a waterfall, wearing a green gauze, stroking a strange-looking monster with both hands, with a calm expression.
At this time, he no longer knew he was involved in a prosperous and miserable dream...
(I just wrote a random idea, and everyone can read it casually. It's a stretch, so please forgive me for the shortcomings! I wrote it in a junior high school and shed tears...)
Intention: Cherish the present and live in the present