There Is Creeping Grass in the Field of Three Lives

"Three Lives" - Ji Yun, Qing Dynasty Who in the three lives will ask about the past and present, and weep for ghosts and gods with lingering thoughts. When fate is over, I still find my way out of the spring, and when my soul returns, I still see the person in my dream. The crows of crows in the city spread deep resentment at night, and the trees in the tomb of resentment even recognized the incarnation. Thousands of bones and green mountains will eventually drain away, but only the iron bones will never turn into dust. He was handsome, sinister, deep and reserved, but she saw through his ambition at a glance. From then on, there were trials, dikes, and confrontations again and again... Finally, he said: "Have I missed it?" He was full of loneliness. He, a bright gentleman, hides himself in indifference. Only being gentle to her is like family affection, love, or friendship? All this time, he thought: "Qing'er, all I have to do is protect you. If Yu Yu ascends to the top, you say it, and I will do it." He is as handsome as a cast, so beautiful that it transcends gender. Dressed in white, smiling and romantic, is he him? Or is he wearing silver armor, Shura on the battlefield? He would look at her longingly and say, "Qingqing, am I not handsome?" He would also immediately cross his sword and say, "Why have I ever cared about worldly opinions?!" He is like a man who was banished to an immortal, caring for the world and treating everyone gently. Who knows the physical and mental torture he suffered under his gentle and jade-like appearance... She is just a lonely soul who accidentally fell into another world. She only hopes for a happy family and a happy life in her past and present lives. However, a piece of policy and a clear song pushed her into the unpredictable court. Should you just sink or stick to your heart? There are creeping grasses in the wild, and the dew is scattered. There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful. We meet each other by chance, just as I wish. There are creeping grasses in the wild, and there is no dew. There is a beautiful person, as graceful as clear air. We meet each other by chance, and we meet each other by chance. How can you survive when your beauty is in the wild?