There is a moon alley in the south of the Yangtze River, where the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus spreads for ten miles, and the flute plays a little tune to wake up the distant insects, and a picture hangs on the moon showing the years.
In the deep alley, a flickering shadow of a green shirt painted the eyes.
On the other side of Yue'er Lane, there is a street with mixed buildings, no hostess, but no customers. The wind is blowing in the air, and the leaves are without belt.
The shadow in the blue shirt still smiles.
"Yue'er Lane, the moon is red."
"At the entrance of the old street, there are piles of corpses."
"Entering the alley and falling into the street, the ghost lights are burning."
The mirage painting soaked in water and rotted into soft paper crumbs.
[Suppression of women, oppression of the people, official corruption, suffering in life, worldly differences, and restricted thinking... The ultimate source of evil is human nature, and human powerlessness cannot be eradicated. As a human being, you will make the same mistakes again and again.
[Ding Dong! We sincerely welcome all the opera ladies to come to the opera hall of the slave family! Those who are serious, please follow the iron rules:]
[1. Yue Jibo will choose two plays at the theater by himself. If he is not cast, the actress will be forced to randomly star in a difficult play. ]
[2. Please be careful about this. If the amount of silver earned by cutting off the playbook does not reach the target, Yuan will be punished in the theater. ]
[See. If the amount of silver earned reaches the standard, you can enter the Yizhang playbook in the main hall and leave the Xun Mansion immediately after the performance. ]
[4. If there are any new iron rules, please inform all the opera girls to enter the front hall immediately. ]
Purpose: Live well
