A tree of holly is floating

[Men's clothing boss vs sweetheart and cute, ancient overhead] On the seventh day of the third month in the eighth year of Tianwu, in Guidongya, Xiangxi, an old fisherman in a hood and a hat on the river of Xingsheng supported a black awning boat downstream. Wearing a narrow coffin with a stream of white cloth tied to the coffin.The coffin was not painted, nor was it new wood. It looked like a few wall panels that had been removed from a shabby house somewhere and were nailed together indiscriminately.People who have fought for years have had a hard time living. Ordinary people's homes may not be able to get a broken straw mat to wrap their bodies in after death. Just such a coffin can be regarded as a thick burial.Xu Shi hit a stone, the boat swayed, and the coffin slid a few inches to the side with a creak.Chang Le was playing a broken flute on the cliff, with one leg hanging outside the hanging coffin, when the Wu Peng boat approached, he gently jumped off the cliff and landed firmly on the bow.The old fisherman said: "Master, is this going to rob?" Content tags: encounter by fate, women disguised as men, ancient history, main subject ┃ search keywords: protagonist: floating life, holly ┃ supporting role: