The mountain stood there quietly and remained green for tens of thousands of years after wind and rain.
Shan Gui didn't speak. She lived there alone. It was sunny and rainy. Her dream was green for tens of thousands of years.
Shan Gui, who is proud, spends all her energy, * * and wisdom weaving dreams and stays up all night.
From the perspective of the dream itself, Shan Gui's dream is undoubtedly the most perfect in the forest of dreams, but she pinned her dream on the floating clouds in the horizon. As long as there is a breeze like yawning or sighing, her dream disappears. But she was not discouraged, although she also understood that this was the wrong reason for the containment, but without containment, there would be no Shan Gui.
Proud Shan Gui still put all his energy, * * and wisdom into weaving dreams and stayed up all night.
Where the white clouds can't reach, where the starlight disappears, where the songs rest, and where your eyes are ignored in the clouds, there is a little drunk dream floating in the breeze, drifting away, drifting close and drifting away. ...
The light passed through the place where Jun was born in the cloud and put his shadow in Shan Gui's arms. The color of the shadow blends in with Shan Gui's feelings. Jun in the cloud stumbled, crossed hundreds of millions of light years, and was finally exhausted. From a crowded and narrow space, he came to the arms of Shan Gui, who was too lonely.
This is a rather unexpected plot. After passing through an unobtrusive space, it is suppressed into an overly ostentatious plane. The wind came, the snow came, and the shadow of the king in the clouds no longer came. Every long-lost world, after every long journey, means a tilt and a silence in an unbalanced critical state.
At this time, the mountain stopped talking, and the ancient glacier, like a white ghost, attacked the mountain slowly but mercilessly. Shan Gui doesn't talk, her favorite ferns are dying in large numbers, but the flowers all over the mountains are blooming vigorously. They will soon occupy the whole earth, compress the kingdom of ferns into light, and exile them to other planets.
When I got the news, this season had already passed. In the distance, the sounds of nature and mountains are creeping, and there is no rendering in the dark. The roaring thunder ran over Shan Gui's dream from far and near, stinging his soul and shaking. Those years slipped away quietly in the lukewarm lazy wind.
Stubborn Shan Gui, hungry and cold, refused to eat any angiosperms. She longed for her soul to be completely sublimated before the last batch of ferns bid farewell. What is sublimated or destroyed is her own era, which is the hegemony established by her ancestors.
On this beautiful and pure planet full of flowers everywhere, Shan Gui finally got a helpless, perhaps merciful last glance from the God of Destiny, and those dying and dying lights fled to the depths of the universe.
The mountain can't talk, it will always stick to its position, and it is the most faithful material basis for all new things. Shan Gui's silence is nothing more than exercise, nothing more than coming from somewhere, nothing more than going somewhere, nothing more than silence.
Silence is the plain life of a gentleman on the cloud. Hundreds of millions of years have passed. Is he happy? Does he really love his wife Lin Yao? Does he know Shan Gui? The midday sun shone on his barren and vivid face, and he suddenly felt inexplicable sadness in his lethargy. He subconsciously reached out and took a beam of light from his face.
Shan Gui walked out of the feeling as if she were tired. The shadow of the gentleman in the cloud was gradually broken in Shan Gui's heart, splashing light gray blood. Jun in the cloud regards her as nature and eternity, and only love can overcome the distance of love. Only love can save the fall of love.
There is no morality, only love. Those souls who passed away all gave out a slight trembling light, quietly releasing the footprints of waves and particles. The trace of your young life and the dry shadow in the clouds have solidified into madness in Shan Gui's thoughts. Great orogeny!
Mountain doesn't talk, Shan Gui doesn't talk, hiding is not cheating, silence is the end of the end, and the end is the end without end.
If you call me, I will jump from the ground, too. Xiongnu. Body. Naked. Through Lin Mang, which is surrounded by animals, to the city with tombstones. ...
2. What are the beautiful ancient Chinese sentences? The two are far apart, and their love is bitter and it is difficult to pay.
Meeting drunk is the leading edge, where the wind and rain are shaky. Why sentimental, why spoony.
If flowers were sentimental, they would have withered long ago. Affection is strong, love is strong, how do you know that HongLing is wrong and the road is different?
There are joys and sorrows, and there are joys and sorrows. Only by stepping through the snow in Xun Mei can we stop and look back at the past at the end of the day. It's better to forget each other than to be in the Jianghu! I can't bear to be the master of the prosperous times, nor can I bear to listen to the songs of the prosperous times.
Painful lovesickness has ignited another kind of loneliness, which has frustrated the love of generations and will eventually stop at the picture of parting. The beautiful parting long shadow opened our distance. This shore, you are on the other side of the river, and I can only say hello to you through the fog. You insisted on stepping on my heart and leaving. At the beginning of writing, today's mutilated body is such a dull thing, so unbearable.
That's all, no matter how beautiful the story is, it can't stand the fleeting time. Everything happens for a reason, and everything becomes fate. Why don't you walk away like my Buddha and find a bluestone under the bodhi tree to laugh at your heart?
Destiny takes a hand, everything goes with fate. What was unforgettable is still in my heart.
Love in this life compensates for lovesickness, and flowers shake tears. Don't look back. I'm just drunk for the Iraqis.
How can you be as cold as ice if you can't control yourself if you are unfathomable? I will miss a pot of warmth and drink the past; Wandering around the world, just smiling for the beautiful scenery, but not missing this drop, it makes people feel deeply grieved! Where we met, the purple smoke was long, the horizon was broken, and the words were still bleak. If true, if false; I'm stupid, I can laugh.
I don't cry when I miss a song, especially when I'm sad. Just sad, a ray of heartbreak, half-life search, can not meet at close range, can not forget the world. What should I think? Drinking also hurts, but it's sad. Is the most affectionate, but it is parting. I don't know why I am homesick, my face is thin, my figure is hazy, I can't hold it, and I am used to staying in my gentle hands. Unfinished, but the end. For 3,000 years, the two worlds have not been in contact with each other, and the dust road is chaotic ... I once met in the purest age, happy in the publicized youth, and in the vicissitudes of time.
Only a wisp of fragrance is left, scattered in the changing spring and autumn, and a trace of lingering penetrates the world of mortals ... It is only because of the temperament of living in misty rain that I talk about the world of mortals, because I love the ethereal spirit of misty rain and sigh at the world of mortals, and only because I have seen the sadness of misty rain. I love the world of mortals, but I can't love it like misty rain. I look forward to the world of mortals, but I can't expect the world of mortals to be as cold as misty rain. I hate the world of mortals to be chaotic as misty rain, but I can't bear it to fly like misty rain.
Misty rain and red dust, little tears.
That life-long love is a long-term yearning, how cold and desolate it is, how much moss overflows, how much misty rain turns into, and how much ordinary love blows away! Sadly, I can only be a passer-by in this life, occasionally reminding you and forgetting, thus repeating the plot of our life. In the end, everyone dispersed, leaving only the past that was blown down by the wind and the past that could not be forgotten.
3. A sad and beautiful love story in history can be achieved by unofficial history. At the age of thirteen, Wen showed his talent with the title of "Spring River Willow". Wen is very appreciative of his intelligence and intelligence, and his love will be full of vitality. Since then, he has often pointed out mysterious poems, such as strict teacher, loving father and best friend.
In the mind of the mysterious girl, she has the most beautiful and hazy affection for this man who is nearly thirty years older than her. Soon after, Wen left Chang 'an and began to miss a man deeply. She wrote a song for Wen, "Send a fee to clear the distance", "Receive your lazy letter and comfort your autumn feelings" to express her complaint about Wen's not sending a letter. It was the first lotus flower in her girl's heart, pure white and fragrant.
Although Wen understands the girl's heart, he is afraid to communicate with the girl's clear heart suddenly because of his ugly face and age gap. The poem "Winter Night to Wen Feiqing" said: "I am struggling to find poetry and sing under the lamp, but I am afraid of a cold night." I confided in the old man with great trust and unusual sincerity, and explained my experience and current situation. Yu Duwen has both pure love and affectionate love, specifically, it is a kind of love with both affection and affection, full of love for his father.
The appearance of Wen satisfied Yu's triple roles as father, lover and friend, and he was helpless when he was lonely. Wen Tingyun's encouragement made Yu more and more attached. It's just that Wen is only commensurate with Yu's mentoring in the end, and it has not been transformed into love. Instead, he let his father's love accompany him to the end of his life.
4. The most beautiful sentences can be ancient or modern. It's about love. Sad and beautiful. If it lasts for a long time, I think it is the most beautiful sentence.
Others are as follows: 1. If the road dust is raised and the cement is muddy, when can we meet in harmony? -Cao Zhi's "Bright Moon in Tall Buildings" 2. After the bleak farewell, the two should be the same. The most difficult thing is to sort out the grievances in the middle of the month. -Nalan Xingde's The Mermaid 2. Return your tears, I hate not meeting you before marriage.
-Zhang Ji's Ode to Women 4. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. -Li Shangyin "Untitled" 5. How can we live together and not die? -Chen Hengke's Portrait of Spring March 6. Acacia says acacia, and Shiro hates Mandy.
-Liang Qichao's Zhi Zhu Ci in Taiwan Province, Volume 7. I won't regret that my clothes are getting wider and wider, which will make people haggard for Iraq. -Liu Yong's "Wu Fengqi" 8. Life and death and Zicheng said.
Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -The Book of Songs? Hurricane? Knock, knock "9. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, it's still a matter of time.
-Qin Guan's Queqiao Fairy 10. When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 1 1, there is a kind of beauty that I can't forget, and I want to go crazy if I don't see it for a day.
-Anonymous "Feng Qiuhuang? Qin Ge 12, we hope to fly in the sky with the same wing like two birds, and grow together on the earth like two branches of a tree ... the earth will last forever, and the sky will last forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow 13, enter my lovesickness door and know my lovesickness. Sauvignon blanc is like a memory, and short lovesickness is endless.
-Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 14, once the sea is difficult for water, it will always be amber. -Yuan Zhen's Four Poems 15, since you came out, the mirror has been dark.
Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? -Xu Gan's Thinking about Rooms 16. When we meet, if we don't see each other, how can we be ruthless?
-Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon" 17, falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. -Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems" 18, the sky is not old, and love is hard to break.
The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's Millennium 19, it seems that this star was not exposed for whom last night.
-Huang Jingren's "Two Love Poems" 20. I know that this kind of love will not have any results, but it can soothe my soul! . -Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Poems No.3 2 1. I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou.
-Li Shangyin's "Walking Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn" 22. People are sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental. -Nalan Xingde's "Puhuan Xisha" 23. A moment that should last forever has come and gone unconsciously.
-Li Shangyin "Jinse" 24. How much is acacia? The ends of the earth are not long. -Zhang "Swallow House" 25. Ask what love is in the world and teach life and death.
-Yuan Haowen "Touching Fish Two Songs One" 26. Although my body does not have the wings like Cai Feng, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. -Li Shangyin "Untitled" 27. The beast furnace sinks hookah, and pieces of green marsh flowers are written line by line.
-Zhang Kejiu's Sai Qiu Hong, 28. If you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it and hurt it. -Xu Zaisi's "Zhegui Mausoleum" 29. One inch of thoughts are inextricably linked, and there is no arrangement in the world.
-Li Guan's "Die Lian Hua" 30, ten years of life and death, not thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to talk about desolation. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" 3 1, He Xi, meet this lover.
-The Book of Songs? Tang style? Save for a rainy day "32. Why did you quit your life and be willing to be a fairy? -Lu "Chang 'an Ancient Meaning" 33. If you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it and hurt it.
-Xu Zaisi "The Moon? Chun Qing "34, overlapping tears sealed inscription, life is only difficult to die. -The text "butterfly lovers" 35, bloom can be folded straight, don't wait for no flowers to fold! -Du Qiuniang's "Golden Pack" 36. In spring, silkworms will weave until they die, and candles will cry the wick every night.
-Li Shangyin "Untitled" 37. He was born with passion, and there is no place for lovesickness in the world. -Kuang Zhouyi's "Restoring Huanxisha Ci" 38. Before respecting, I was going to say the date of return, but I didn't say that Chun Rong was miserable first.
-Ouyang Xiu's "Lou Yuchun" 39. The pigeons in Guanguan are in Hezhou. Ladies make gentlemen.
-The Book of Songs? Guan Yu 40, life is naturally infatuated, and this complaint has nothing to do with romantic. -Ouyang Xiu's Lou Yuchun 4 1. After the New Year, it should be a good time.
Customs are strange, who to talk to. -Liu Yong's "Lin Yuling" 42. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine and will not miss home.
-Li Zhiyi's "Operator" 43, Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. -Yan "Two Poems of Linjiang Fairy" 44. Poverty has no borders, and he is still a dream girl.
-Chen Tao and The Journey to the West, page 45. A thousand dollars was bought as a gift. Who is complaining about this situation? -Xin Qiji "Fishing" 46. Buttonwood, it rains in the middle of the night, and the feelings of parting are bitter.
A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. -Wen Tingyun's "More Missing Three or Three Songs" 47. There is no doubt about love when you get married and become husband and wife.
-Su Wu "married" 48. If you look for a beautiful dream, it's hard to come true. Who knows my mood at this time?
Tears in front of the pillow and rain in front of the curtain drop through a window. -Nie Shengqiong's "Partridge Sky" 49. Who can complain about loneliness?
Foreword is always faint. -Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music" 50. The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart.
-"Li Bai's Two Acacia Songs" 5 1, endless acacia blood and tears cast red beans, endless spring flowers bloom all over the building. -Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions 52. I wish I were like the stars and the moon, shining brightly every night.
-Fan Chengda's "Cars in the Distance" 53. Fish Shen Yan has traveled all over the world, and I believe that the world is separated. -Dai Shulun's "Love Song" 54. Holding hands and looking at each other with tears, I was speechless.
-Liu Yong's "Yu Lin Ling" 55. This is the sorrow that all mankind must know. A poor couple is sad. -Yuan Zhen's Three Sorrow Poems, 56. For my heart, for your heart, I will know each other.
-Gu Yu "Complaining about Love" 57. Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night. -Yu "Worry about Jiangling" 58. Love is in full swing, even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? .
-Li Shangyin's Untitled 66 Songs' 59. Acacia is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky. -Wan Le's "Operator" 60. It is better to have hate than to have faith. Acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep.
-Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha" 6 1, linglong dice Anhoudou, do you know how much you miss it? -the text "Yang Liuzhi" 62, endure a thousand dollars to pay a smile? After all, lovesickness is better than meeting. -Shao Ruipeng's "Recent Flowers" 63. When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia.
-Yan Shu's "Spring on the Jade Tower" 64. All roads lead to gold and jade. I only saw the alliance between wood and stone. Facing the sky, the nobles in the mountains are crystal clear with snow; I will never forget the lonely forest in the world.
-Cao Xueqin "lifelong mistake" 65. People enter the river like the wind, and love enters the rain. -Zhou Bangyan's "Jade Home is Spring" 66. I can't stop loving red beans with blood and tears, and I can't finish spring flowers.
-Cao Xueqin's "Red Bean Words" 67. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. -Ouyang Xiu's "Two Liang Zhu Poems" 68. Self-pity
5. Recommend some classic ancient prose, East Palace with a sad ending. She was originally from nine princess, a cool country in the west, and was loved by thousands of people because Qin and Qin embarked on the road to the Central Plains.
He is a prince today, and Chu Jun, who is below one person and above ten thousand people, wants to marry a foreign princess because of political marriage. He has his own pet princess, Zhao Liangdi.
She has her own life, sneaking out of the palace to stop horses, beating hooligans, chasing thieves, sending lost children home, drinking and visiting the kiln. It is two parallel lines that never intersect.
However, the power struggle in the East Palace, unprovoked right and wrong, and hidden murder all involved her step by step. After a narrow escape, she suddenly remembered three years ago: he had a blind date with her in the desert, he killed the baiwenhang king of Tiangen for her, and he held a grand wedding with her on the grassland. However, he also brought her bloody genocide ... forgetting the water of Sichuan lies in forgetting.
When everything came back to her memory, how could she remember that it was a surprise to take a picture of Spring Wave under the sad bridge? My sister unexpectedly ran away from marriage, leaving her no choice but to marry into heaven.
From being alone in the wedding night to knowing that her husband is unforgettable, she has been indifferent. Marrying a prince is destined to have nothing to do with love.
What she cares about is keeping her family safe. She accompanied him, one step at a time, and won the world.
She looked at him, and the more she smiled, the colder her eyes became. I never thought that one day, everything I believed would be destroyed by him.
"We swear by the moon that we will never lose each other." ..... "From now on, you are my princess and I am your husband.
""I can't. " "Why?" "I'm a prostitute. "
"I like your piano." "I don't deserve this report."
"I deserve you." "I'm not beautiful enough."
"Let me watch it alone, that's enough ..." I was told that if you want to go back to the original world, you must get two treasures in the world. These two treasures are in the strongest and most beautiful people of that era.
He also said that after you get it, you won't want to go back. As long as you think about these four words repeatedly-the world is beautiful.
That man has a title that men all over the world envy. The beauty of the world, the world is dominated by force.
He has the strongest martial arts secret in the world. He laughed and made countless girls crazy, but he didn't want to love. Qiong Yi's copywriting: Evil meets fire, tears rain and tears thousands of lines.
Cinnabar is unforgettable, and knowing each other is a dream. Xiaoxiang snow curtain, pouring sorrow.
Spring is empty, and Qiong Yi was once recommended. The protagonist of The Abandoned General: Mu Yanrong, Zuo Canglang Content Tags: Sadism is deep, Spring Breeze once fantasized about the loss of space, a wolf child, a abolished queen, and the most failed body body double.
Everyone's love in this world is a term check. In this period, it can be worth millions or even hundreds of millions, but after this period, it is just a piece of waste paper. Galloping on the battlefield, he is the king, she is the general, lingering in the account, he is the husband, she is the wife, but everything is just a mirage. For the sake of the person he loves, he pushed her to Shura hell again and again. Zuo, if I were the king in the next life, you would be the queen ... If not Liang Zhu, how could it be a biochemical butterfly?
Send a message to many lovers, not for sensational drama. Bloom should cherish the messages from many lovers.
Drag the child away by hand: there is nothing wrong with this world. I am a princess, and I am a stupid princess. I was born in the palace, but my appearance is as ordinary as radish and cabbage in the field.
Throughout the year, my expression was always dull and my eyes were full of confusion. But in fact ... I know the secrets of this palace, including hers, his and theirs.
I live so leisurely in the palace, I firmly believe that I will always be so stupid. After my father gave me the treasure map belonging to Mi Yun, I always understood that a life with interests was doomed to be restless ... A love story with an overhead history, which was chaotic, and a battle between the ruling and the opposition won the beauty. She won the lucky ticket of Phoenix-"Emperor Yan", but married the Prime Minister's wife a few days later. She has a beautiful appearance and gentle and virtuous virtues, but her husband loves the emperor's favorite concubine deeply.
On the wedding night, he said to her with a guilty face: I can give you anything except love ... Although the door is deep, her life is not monotonous. She won a new champion in the palace, rescued the prince of the crossbow family in the back alley, and even fell on the cliff with the young generals of the dynasty, fighting with the emperor in the inner hall ... Many men were conquered by her beauty and wisdom, but when they won the heart of a beautiful woman, in the court, undercurrents surged, and on the battlefield, horses and chariots fought ... charming and burning. Whose is the hero's tomb? Since the war of troubled times, they have struggled for survival in this dispute, fought for the right to pour out the country, and fought for the beauty of the country ... The world is chaotic because of this beauty; Who will this beautiful woman smile at? Kyushu Hua Xu led Hua Xu to lead, and the troubled times became a ruin.
The strings echoed over Kyushu, stirring silently. This is a story that happened in troubled times.
On the day when the country was breached, Princess Stand Ye jumped off the wall in full dress and died. Chen Shizi Su Yu watched her fall like a bird, gently closed the folding fan in her hand, and said simply that she was given a heavy burial with the princess's gift.
This was the only meeting between Chen Shizi and Princess Wei recorded in later history books. The true romantic legend is often hidden behind the pen of Danqing's history ... Stand Ye, the princess of national subjugation, came back from the dead by relying on shark beads, wandering around Kyushu countries, and weaving dreams for others with Hua Xu as the guide.
Some people's wishes come true, some people's dreams come true, and the bitterness and bitterness in reality are erased by understatement. Dreamland, life and death, human flesh and bones make up the piano sound. She is the only god in the dreamland, in charge of life and death, but she can't control her happiness-she meets her enemy prince again and again, with double identity and double fate.
Is it a chance encounter or a trick of fate? Clear tidbits, can you let everyone take back their old thoughts and stop being sad? Longfeng My mother once said that a woman's life has to go through two battles before she can be reborn. First, tug of war with her husband's feelings; The second is to compete with her husband's concubines.
I, on the other hand, ended up in this palace, fighting wits and wits with a lean sven scum, something unique to the devil wears Prada, which is really puzzling. The only name is Mu Linjian, a first-class Buddhist of the dynasty and the biggest traitor in ancient and modern times.
6. The sad and beautiful love story in history, unofficial history's, don't go against today's words, be careful not to forget, so is your concubine.
Thank you, posterity. The two families want to be buried together.
Meet me in the grave. There are two birds in the sky, knowing that they are separated for a long time, and being an official in a cabinet, the widow is hesitant.
Planting pines and cypresses in the east and west, graceful battlements, and the soul left behind by the corpse are gradually worried and forced! "Holding hands, go their separate ways and go home. Do you hate living and dying? Farewell to this world, never complete! Go home and go to class. Bye! "Take off the silk shoes, take off the skirt clear pool.
When the officials heard about it, they hung up the Southeast Branch. Wandering under the courtyard tree, the leaves are communicating and there are phoenix trees around.
Pedestrians stopped to listen, and went to the fifth watch every night: "Today, the wind is cold, the cold wind destroys trees, and the frost is harsh. Today, the child is invisible, and the mother is behind.
If you can't install it well, don't blame ghosts and gods Life is like Nanshan stone, four bodies are healthy and straight! "Mother listened, and zero tears fell:" You are a big family, and you have no feelings. Raise your head, scream at each other, and you stand up.
Ending: The bride calls the official: "What do you mean by saying this! The master has a virtuous daughter, and the mother wants to see you. It's dangerous to change houses and call yourself Yuanyang.
One by one! Both of them were forced to sigh in the empty room and buried together beside Huashan Mountain. On this day, cows and horses hissed and the bride walked into Lu Qing.
Lonely people will settle down after the dying dusk. "My life today is a classic peacock flying southeast.
Be careful not to die for a woman. "Fu collectors and worship.
7. The story in classical Chinese, neither too long nor too short, is one of the eight scenic spots in the city. But we haven't seen each other for years. Yu Nian, the grandson, was drinking with his colleagues upstairs. Suddenly, he saw a lonely tower standing high in the sky on the top of the mountain. He looked at each other in surprise, but there was no such monastery in his mind. Nothing. méng didn't know it was a mountain city until he saw dozens of palaces.
A few days later, Gao Yuanbiao (p √), Biao (n √) and Gengen ran six or seven miles, which was actually a battleground for military strategists. Hundreds of millions of people own a building, a hall and a square. Suddenly, the wind is blowing, the dust is boundless, and the city is just blurred.
As soon as the wind clears up, everything is gone, leaving only a dangerous building and going directly to lonely people. There are five buildings with wide windows; There is a queue at five o'clock, also outside the building. Layer by layer index, the higher the building, the less bright it is. Count to the eighth floor and cut it like a star. On top of it, it is hazy and there are countless levels. And the people upstairs come and go, or rely on or rely on, not the same. Over time, the building is getting lower and lower, revealing the top; Gradually return to normal buildings; Gradually like a tall house, Shu (shū) suddenly like a fist like a bean, so it is invisible.
I also heard that there were early walkers who saw the crowded shops on the mountain, which was unparalleled in the world, so it was also called the "ghost market" cloud.
Pu Songling (Qing Dynasty)
The mountain city around the mountain is one of the eight scenic spots in Zichuan County. But it often doesn't appear once every few years. One day, Yu Nian, the grandson, and his friends were drinking upstairs. Suddenly, he saw a lonely pagoda on the top of the mountain, towering into the sky. You look at me, I look at you, surprised and puzzled. I thought there were no temples around here. After a while, I saw dozens of palaces with high eaves and blue tiles. Only then did I know that there was a "mountain city". Not long after, a rugged wall appeared, a short concave-convex wall, six or seven miles long, which looked like a city. Among them, pavilions, halls and neighborhoods are clearly presented in front of us, and the number can be hundreds of millions. Suddenly there was a strong wind and smoke, and the whole city became blurred. After a while, the wind stopped and the sky was unfathomable. All the previous scenes have disappeared. There is only one tall building, which seems to be connected with the sky. There are five rooms on each floor, and the windows are all open. There are five bright places and the sky outside the building. Layer by layer, pointing to countless layers. The higher the room, the smaller the bright spot; Counting to the eighth floor, the bright spot is only as small as a star; Further up, I can't see clearly, and I can't count its level. People at the lower level come and go in a hurry, some lean against (the railing) and some stand in different postures. After a while, the building became lower and the roof could be seen. Gradually, it becomes the same as ordinary buildings; Gradually, it became a high bungalow; Suddenly reduced to the size of a fist, then reduced to the size of a bean, and finally disappeared completely.
I also heard that some people who get up early and are in a hurry see houses, markets and shops on the mountain, which is no different from the situation on earth, so people call it "ghost market".
Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio by Pu Songling