After dinner, sit lightly beside the bamboo beam, smell the autumn breeze, whirling the branches and leaves, and the birds singing in the mountains. That beautiful figure sat down beside me. I looked at the far-reaching sky and pondered for a while, then looked up at the clear jade eyes. I curiously asked her why I am here, who would she be, and where is this place?
She moved her red lips indifferently, telling the whole story. Her name is Dieyi. One day she passed the mountain and saw me fainted by the tree. She couldn’t bear to leave it alone, so she sent someone to send me here. But it is strange to say why a weak woman must be deep in the forest, still dressed in the outfit of an ancient woman. Did I cross it? I was puzzled, but it was not easy to reveal my true identity, so I pretended to have no doubts and listened to her.