Staying Late at Night to Be Stained with Lovesickness

This summer is slipping away like a chipmunk, and the days of August are still going on like "crossing the tribulation". The noisy cicadas accompany the autumn tiger, and there is no peace at all. Wandering along the road at dusk, a bit of breeze brought the coolness mixed with the remaining temperature. In front of me, there were a small cluster of aunts with colorful flowers and branches, struggling to show off their dancing skills. They deliberately avoided these confident crowds and found a quiet place to sit down. In the distance, the music style of the square dance group suddenly changed, and a song "Moonlight over the Lotus Pond" seemed to be in a deserted place, passing through the eardrums and entering the groggy brain. A certain memory partition in the brain was suddenly opened, and a long-ago article suddenly emerged. "Above the twists and turns of the lotus pond, what can be seen are fields of leaves." "Beautiful sentences replaced the brainwashing music that passed into the ears, and I unconsciously memorized Mr. Zhu Ziqing's "Moonlight over the Lotus Pond".                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      The brilliant description of the lotus pond is not the one who is affected by the current situation. But this plain narrative: "I am alone on the road, walking with my hands behind my back. This world seems to belong to me; I also seem to have transcended my ordinary self and entered another world. I love liveliness and calmness; I love living in groups and being alone. Like tonight, a person can think about anything and think about nothing under the vast moon, and he feels like a free person. Things that must be done during the day, words that must be said, now I don't care. This is the beauty of being alone. I'll just enjoy the boundless lotus fragrance and moonlight." During the day, I live in a crowded, noisy world. At night, I live alone in a stolen quiet corner of the lotus pond; during the day, I treat the noise with tranquility, and at night, I treat the silence with liveliness; during the day, my name is sorrow, and at night, my name is Wangyou.         ，，，

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[Book] Introduction: I like to read strange books, such as "Liao Zhai", "Zi Buyu", "Shan Hai Jing" and other messy books, so the initial prototype of this article, coupled with my random thoughts, I created some strange monsters, plants and other things (any similarities are purely coincidental.) Became the motivation to continue writing this article. This article is roughly composed of four independent stories, and only the first story has been written. The main line is that the male and female protagonists are looking for the remnant music of "Phantom Sound". The plot is slightly suspenseful, the male and female protagonists have clear emotional lines, and the style is sweet and sad but not tragic. The first story roughly tells the story of the hero and heroine meeting for the first time and being trapped at the bottom of Chiling Lake, revealing the unknown secret behind the sacrifice of strangers to the lake spirit. Interspersed with several short stories. The heroine is not a white lotus. She can go to the hall and fight monsters. She can't go to the kitchen but can take care of herself. She is aloof and arrogant with a bit of childishness. She is sensible and does not seek death. The male protagonist is not a scumbag or a jealous person, he is romantic, dedicated and not pretentious, he is gentle and carefree, he can protect his wife, and he is the strategist and master of the overall situation. The male supporting actor doesn't know how to be elegant, and he is a righteous person who goes straight up and down. The female partner is born with a bitter life, Coptis chinensis, timid, greedy and clever.