Sad tears are hidden in the honey of love, reflecting the gloom of thoughts, trembling fingertips touch the silk thread of the warm sun, but the feeling of not loving is still entwined in the past, pairs of figures rotate transparent cups, as if plucking the strings on the zither, unfamiliar faces melt the barriers between individuals and groups, and let the blood-colored sword halberd sink into the rushing stream.

Happiness does not go to suffering, but stays on the ordinary fulcrum, there is no threat of challenge, it is willing to feel the waves of life in peace, but when the highest honor or heavy burden is unexpectedly encountered, all the peace is destined not to save a lonely self.

The prince of the land of moon springs and the princess of the land of flowers exchanged diamond rings in the presence of priests and relatives and friends, and they could feel the roses blooming to the extreme in each other's eyes, and happiness was always long overdue, but it was still full of sincerity, and countless sweet shots flashed at noon on the red sun, making dreams come true.

However, in the middle of their wedding, a group of laborers suddenly rushed into the main hall and said that they had not been paid for building a mausoleum for the deceased king, and the prince of the land of the moon spring turned around and told them that he could not come up with enough gold coins, and the group of laborers said that the prince had money for the wedding but pretended to be pitiful and refused to help them, and the prince of the country of the moon spring was angry and said that the arrears of the payment would be given to them after the wedding.

The prince of the land of the moon spring showed his sword and said that he did not want to see the blood stain the ground red again, the group of servants gathered together and looked at the rose-colored scales and showed no signs of retreating, the prince of the country of the moon spring was silent for a long time, as if waiting for the favor of fate and luck, but time still could not freeze the cry of pain and let the tick replace the sad footsteps......

The wild storm freezes the romance of roses and dances with sadness in the gloom of the fallen leaves, the cold rapids crash against the curtain wall of dusk and make the bleak light of the night stained with white frost, the monotonous colors reflect the colorful neon that makes the soul feel empty from top to bottom, and the roaring thunderstorm carries the steel fork of lightning to tear the gap between the sky and the earth into a chasm.

Honor is so sought after that power flutters up to the brilliant nebula, mercy does not get the favor of happiness and ends up on the streets, material gets what it wants and loses what it does not want to lose, the soul gives up what it should not give up and keeps what it should not keep, the world falls into absurdity, humanity falls into pain, and between perfection and defects it is twisted into the dust of time and space.

The servant said indignantly that if the prince did not want to pay them, they would dig up the body of the king and dig it out of the wilderness, and the prince said coldly that he could afford you to eat and live with you, and that it was a mistake to get the corresponding reward, and that the servant should throw stones and scraps at the prince's throne and lamp, and the prince immediately ordered the soldiers to surround them in the center and shoot them to death.

At this moment, the enraged servant stopped throwing and drooped his head, and the prince waved his hand to return the gathered soldiers to their original positions, and the cold flame could not warm the glow at the end of the dusk, and a rose-colored butterfly floated up and flew towards the swamp covered by happiness......

At the end of the dusk, the sorrow of sinking into the sea burst with a little shimmer of stars, when the dignified twilight tore the wings of the sky to reveal the naked skeleton, the power of happiness can still feel a glimmer of hope from the depths of the heart, the greedy selfish desire crashed into the best wood door and released the indifference, when the broken dream turned into a cluster of cherry blossoms on the edge of the cliff, the sorrow of pain may have already poured into the ears so that success or failure can not be distinguished.

Love swings in Game of Thrones, can't touch the shadow of the ordinary, can't touch the noble footprints, compassion wanders between the eyes and the heart, can't distinguish between the real dream and the false reality, a light appears and disappears again and again, like a reincarnation, watching the haze in the dark night and the warmth in the day. Dugu Jian stood up and publicly accused the prince of the country of Moon Springs for only caring about his own wedding and ignoring the hard work of labor, saying that if a country is not carefully built by its people, it will sooner or later decay into ruins, and the strength of the people seems to be insignificant, but in fact it is as strong as a city wall, and then he took out some gold coins from his cloth bag and gave them to the laborers as their reward.

The laborers knelt on the ground to thank him for his kindness and kindness, Dugu Jian said with concern that what he had done was not remarkable, and it should be the loveliest of them who really deserved praise, the laborers finished receiving the gold coins and exited the hall one after another, they saw that there were roads stretching across the vast land into the distance, at this time, the prince of the country of Moon Springs patted the dust all over his body and beckoned Dugu Jian to sit next to him, he understood that the aura of happiness was no longer shining as it once was, but was stained with the gray of evil......

The rancid scent of golden roses encroaches on every clean area, the strong mellow fragrance wafts from the yin corners of the horizon to the petals but cannot replace the fallen soul, the silver frost and snow reside in the frozen season to replenish the river to the extent of a skyrocket, and the rushing stream rushes over the barren meadow but can no longer live in the heart of the river.

Whether the initial expectation is stronger or has changed after the baptism of suffering, whether ignorant love is involved in the struggle for power, whether happiness is an inevitable challenge or a hoax from beginning to end, time may give the answer, or it will always be a mystery, without much hope and not too much despair. Jin Jian, the prince of the land of Moon Spring, silently announced the third wedding as he watched the fading servitude, he brought the princess blue diamond tears back to the priest to receive the blessing of his heart, the white angel danced beautifully on the magnificent strings with the cheerful music, the applause of the ministers accompanied by the pink petals extended the true meaning of love to an unattainable height, and the blazing light flame took the oars of the clouds to hide the gray memory into a dead end in the night.

The prince of the Land of Moon Springs and the princess of the Land of Flower Brocade held up the glass of love, and all the guests and courtiers raised their glasses, and they were to sleep deeply in their own pain and the happiness of others, even if the nightmare of the dark world remained at the end of the dawn......

Halfway through the funeral of the rose, why do you feel all joy, the weeping heart tears the petals of the rose, is it to end this painful farce, the dull bell echoes the beating of the heart, whose fingertips extend to the golden wheat field, the flame of happiness reflects the echo of the bell, and sets the balance of love on the long eternal night.

What you see and hear may be hallucinations or real, what you smell may be strong or smelly, what you catch may be light or dark, everything can be beautiful to the extreme, or it may be ugly and terrifying, there is no kind of favor and no vicious attack. The prince of the land of the moon spring and the princess of the land of flowers were finally married after three weddings, and they met the gaze of the guests and ministers as they walked to the meadows flowing with nectar and frankincense, the petals of lilacs and lilies spread out one after another towards the low horizon, the wings of bees and butterflies flapped the cold clouds and gilded the surface of the dew with a faint shimmer, and the branches and leaves of poplars and cypresses formed a dense net to put away heavy kisses and love letters.

The prince and princess of the land of moon springs sat on the grass and enjoyed the happiness of their newlyweds, their shoulders leaning on their shoulders, their palms touching their palms to give each other a sense of happiness that they had never had, and the cold undercurrent could not tear apart the entangled love, because the reddish sunset was flying into the rain alley of the soul on the light wheel of time......