She led the way with a dim silk lamp. The whole tunnel was dark, and nothing could be seen clearly except a little light at her feet and the sound of waves flapping from time to time on both sides.
3. Both sides are brightly lit. In front of it is a white wall built on the water, about two meters high, covered with black tiles. The wall was built in waves, undulating up and down. In the middle of the moon cave, the red paint door was left unlocked, and there was a faint sound of piano and music. The black plaque on the door reads "Pear Garden" in two gilded characters.
4, like smoke looming, like anger like joy, delicate nose, not from red cherry lips, skin like powder, graceful waist, leaning against the carved wooden fence of Shuige. In the water, the beauty of the countryside is vaguely illusory.
5. The crystal bead curtain pours, and behind the curtain, someone wears gauze to caress the piano, and the sound of the piano flows between the fingertips, either empty or real, unpredictable, like a dripping spring in a secluded stream, clear and ethereal, and then the water gathers into a strong stream and passes through the reef shoal with tenacious vitality.