Open the historical picture scroll, approaching those charming women, their fame can be passed down through the years either from human nature's persistent pursuit of beauty, or from admiration for their talents, no matter what, their images are incomparably imprinted in the long river of history, there is only one woman, her figure is so blurry, as if shrouded in a layer of light veil, the shadow is ethereal, ethereal, people can't see the truth, but people can't help but approach.
The woman who appeared in history is very far away for us, but her name and story have taken root in the heart of every student, swaying in many nights of dreams, it can be said that she is familiar, except for a name and a relationship, the world knows very little about her.
She should be beautiful, although she is not famous for beauty, but in people's imagination, since childhood, she must have a lovely temperament, she is recognized as talented, but she only has words circulating in the world, and even this only work has the suspicion of 'except for the first two sentences, the rest are added by posterity'.
Perhaps it can be said that her fame is a little sad for eternity, because this is only an achievement to him, without him, she would probably be overwhelmed by the vast sea of people, and there will be no trace, but her love, her heart, and her life will also be consumed by her.
'People become famous, today is not yesterday', glass of yellow vine wine into the stomach, all turned into a little lovesick tears in front of the steps, dripping through the window until dawn.
Si Jun is old, the years are suddenly late, year after year, he gave birth to noble sons, she spoke solithically, the dusk rain, the broken flowers, the past life of the past, the slightest sorrow, the depression into a thousand knots in the heart, and finally the sick soul is often like a swing.
However, her temperament doomed her life to be as fast as a shooting star, leaving a touch of illusion in the night sky.