Dead Souls in Ancient Times

I would like to write this book to commemorate our friendship and wish that everyone can have a close friend in life and death. There was an umbrella that had been holding out for a long time but refused to be closed when the rain stopped. There was a bouquet of flowers that I had smelled for a long time and refused to throw away even when it withered. There is a kind of friendship that I hope will last forever. Even if my black hair turns gray, I can still keep it in my heart. A touch of friendship fills the sleeves, and the beauty of the world is... Special note: This is a deep pit~~Those who are afraid of pits should be careful not to enter! ~~~~[Speaking of which, the title of the book is actually completely different from the style of this article, but this title is also correct~~~ As long as everyone regards the dead souls as souls, it is just the name of a team~·~]