The Record of Suffering Spring Laughter

Where can I find the trivial matters in this world? The world is vast, who can I go to? ———————————————————— After more than seventy years since the founding of the country, four generations of monarchs worked hard to govern, and finally ushered in this "prosperous age". On the banks of the Dai River, there is a Wushen Pavilion that is "turbid only by itself". As the "little boy" Yu Yi grows up, he slowly unveils the colorful world that has mixed praise and criticism in the world. What is love? What is love? Deep in the world of mortals, I only remember the time when I was Qing Qing. Yu Yi remembers that he had no ideals when he was a child. He only hoped that his mother would be too busy to think of looking for him. He only hoped that those men would never come back to redeem his mother. He only hoped that he could set up a small stall on the odd-numbered street to sell her weird gadgets. He only hoped that branches of the Wushen Museum could be opened all over the country to find a business and enjoy himself—— Yu Yi thought about it carefully and realized that he really didn't want anything. The man held the horse and stood under the tree. He turned sideways and looked at her, with only one corner of his mouth raised when he heard the words. ——Then let's change our route to Chengzhou. ——That bird doesn't pull that thing, Chengzhou. ——We can also raise birds by ourselves, and naturally there will be birds. After saying that, he led the horse and started walking, letting the woman on the horse meditate. ——(Frowning) Change the route? Where are you going to take me before then? ——Sell you to Wushen Pavilion. ——Then let's go feed the birds. The man's smile became even brighter. He led the horse and walked slowly south, talking to the woman at random. It was dawn, and the light shone lazily on the two of them, making it look like a dream.