Da Ruan lived in the Great Cold in the twenty-seventh year of Mingde. Late at night, there was a rare heavy snowfall in Yuebai City in Jiangnan, and the waterside pavilions were all covered in white. The crescent moon in the night sky at the top reflected the pale moonlight, reflecting the cold light under the snow-filled roof tiles. The maid carried a lantern and walked down the steps towards the front yard of Shenmeng Tower. The snow was falling too hard and the flowers in the yard couldn't bear it. Before I even reached the threshold, I saw a cold figure in white clothes blending into the heavy snow in the distance...
