Joy of Life
A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.
Each Emperor Has His Own Officials
編集者: Nyoi-Bo Studio
As their lips touched, the earth shook with thunder and storms whipped up. The two people began to bite at each other like two cubs on the grasslands. There was not much gentleness and charm. There was only hatred and stimulation. The blood moving across the tips of their tongue was slightly salty and wet.
This was not intimate or teasing. It was purely a battle. The battle between men and women. The battle between tongues often went the route of Su Qin or Zhang Yi. No one had thought that kissing could cause bleeding or that a tongue like an orchid could be so stubborn, elastic, full of struggle, forceful, and turn into a boundless symbol in an instant.
It was either the east wind crushing the west wind or the west wind crushing the east wind. The soft and fragrant form between lips and teeth fiercely and alluringly demonstrated the process of the fight. It made the root of one's tongue hurt and also extend out the gradually stored thoughts of love.