The Beauty of Lingtian in the Romance with Snow and Moon

Who can say that the splendor is ancient? The shadows of flowers linger among the crowds of jealousy. The snow-clothed clothes are smiling, the curtains are rising, and the moon is dancing gracefully, so is the beauty. The reincarnation of eternal life will come again now, and once the beauty has no way out. I ordered the heart of my book to be the pen, and Qingdai has never been mistaken by others! The world is a male and I am a mother, the mountains and rivers are like stars in the bridal chamber. In the coming year, will my makeup be likened to ten thousand bones and my bones will be withered?