I Am Also Huang Tingjian

I am also Huang Tingjian, a cup of wine with peaches and plums in the spring breeze, a lamp in the rainy night in the rivers and lakes for ten years. You are in the Red Mansion, but I am traveling to the West. Being poor and getting stronger, you will not fall into the blue clouds, and you will be able to keep pace with the blue clouds. I am also Huang Tingjian, watching the green bamboos bite the green mountains, and watching the night rain send to the north. I am also Huang Tingjian, surrounded by rivers and lakes, green mountains, and avenues. I can temporarily relieve my frustrations with a glass of wine, but poetry and wine still take advantage of my youth. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.