He came from Xishan and had no fame in ten years. In the golden waves of autumn shadows, the preface to Orchid Pavilion is scrawled.
It is said that this floating life is white, the water is dry and fried, and the sadness is reflected in the forest. Therefore, the mist and the still clouds cannot express his clear heart.
You see, the people lying high by the south window are the marquises of thousands of households in Qinhuai; the people hunting in the north of the Yangtze River are the prime ministers who are hunting with banners.
"A young man with a rough body, a child from a poor family with no status"
