The Enchantment of Blood

The song ends with no wine left, Looking at the moon through the pavilions. I see floating life like an empty dream, Hate is trapped in this mortal world. ______________ This story is a fantasy when I was young. I always imagined that there is such a person who is "white as snow, and spring mountains are like smiles". He is unparalleled in elegance, speaks softly and smiles. The woman who accompanies him is as elegant and bright as the bright moon in the sky, but in fact she is so lively and "cunning". The two people meet, understand each other, and accompany each other, but their fate is ruthless when they want to join hands. Became a sharp weapon to stop them... In the end, the peerless young man in white lost his lover, but the beautiful and beautiful woman was lying in the arms of her beloved with a smile, looking into her bones bit by bit, and then letting go, blood dyed the valley red. ———————————— Maybe it's ridiculous, but it was my most beautiful dream at that time, a girl, a girl in a yellow shirt... ———————————————— I started this pen name in 2006 when I was in the second grade of junior high school. After more than two years, I picked it up again. I don't know if the dream can continue...