I almost forgot,
I am a hunter.
When the dragon horse appeared again,
I was stunned.
Dazzling light, such as flame.
Surround it.
Why did it choose me,
On the edge of the grass, the turtle slices were removed?
Like a dream, everything disappeared.
As fast as the clouds of the past.
I'm at Dragon Lake,
Built a small pavilion.
My research on the graphics on turtle slices,
Start here.
The orderly arrangement of black and white dots,
Does it correspond to the stars in the sky?
When I think like this on a sleepless night,
Everything suddenly became clear.
Yin and yang are restrained, and the five elements are born together.
Heaven and earth are eight shapes, and hexagrams are Vientiane. ...
The story of Leizu.
The war is over,
But what did the war bring us?
A devastated motherland,
Or is it a ruined old home?
I always doubted my husband's original intention.
But now, everything has changed.
Hougong 1200 concubines,
Is the answer clear?
I was almost knocked down by a belief,
The so-called female virtue is to silently endure the lonely night?
This is ridiculous. This is his rule.
Benevolence, righteousness and morality are all dead letters.
Besides, the work he assigned me,
I'm too lazy to do-
Haven't Hu Chao and White finished their clothes and crowns?
Go, let it be done.
I just want to knit and put the invented silk.
Wear it on me.
The story of Zhuan Xu.
In his bones,
I hate this society.
I even hate Korean Wave,
Hate why he gave birth to me 20 years ago.
My compliments to my uncle Shao Hao,
Not from the heart.
Power is too important to me, just like
This barbaric Jiuli people need witches and capacity.
Now, I'm fearless,
Shao Hao, an old fool, gave me the throne.
I am the sky-no, there are gods in the sky,
How to cut off the connection between heaven and earth?
Chong Lihe, both of whom are famous Hercules,
Let them, one for the sky and one for the earth.
Besides me, I am the son of heaven,
No one, high above.
My sons, they can
Become a ghost and roam the world ...
The story of Emperor Yan
Without war and killing,
But how can fewer and fewer people follow?
Chiyou left, and then he started farming.
Who will be next?
I'm old, coughing, sweating,
I don't want to use a wormwood to predict the future anymore.
The world is too messy, just like me.
Think of my daughter Yao Ji's heartbeat.
What disease is that? I have tasted all kinds of herbs,
But you can't cure her.
How is this?
A painful thing!
Just like this chaotic world,
I can't take medicine—
Morality and morality have protected themselves, shaped like
Yin and Yang are out of balance, who can help the whole people?
Heartbroken grass is on my lips,
Just a few bites and everything is free.