A Moonlit Snowy Night, Drunk on Blossoming Flowers

On a snowy night beneath a pale moon full of longing, flowers throughout the garden vie to bloom in all their delicate splendor as snow falls thickly. At the first light of dawn, beneath the moon on that snowy night, a few refined idlers drink beneath the flowers. The wine is rich and the blossoms vibrant, as if they had found a hidden world beyond the mortal realm.

Deep into the night, the flowers sleep and the people dream. The scents of wine and blossoms drift through the garden; moonlight and flowing water reflect on the white snow. Yuan Ming and Ruo An's dreams are like pearls.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.