Let's Talk About Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter

There is nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, just give me a branch of spring, Chunyang, Zhu Ming, Bai Zang, Xuanying. The four seasons are different and the flowering time is different. Each flower should have its own loyalty and beauty. The wine gentleman comes to ask about the year, smiles and points to the spring pine trees, thinking it is the same year. I hope that from the next eight thousand years, it will be like this year, and it will be like this year. At a spring banquet, I sing a song with a glass of green wine, and then pay my respects to Chen Sanyuan: firstly, I wish that my husband will live a thousand years, secondly, I wish that I will be healthy, and thirdly, I wish that I will be like the swallow on the beam, and we will see each other year after year. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.