Most good things are not strong, and the colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle.
When people read Red Mansions, they all sigh at Xiaoxiang and return home with tears in their eyes.
Sighing that the thousand alliances of stone and wood were finally defeated by the good match of gold and jade, sighing that the fragrance in the garden was left white and the earth was really clean.
But if God is affectionate and time takes pity on him, he will not have to repay the debt of his previous life with a lifetime of tears. Can he maintain an inch of clarity and be stable for the rest of his life in this prosperous and desolate world?
In this life, there is no obsession with vomiting blood, no heart-breaking obsession, only the breeze lingering around the pavilion, and poems and books as companions. Daiyu is still the Lin family girl with peerless talent and transparent heart. She can put away her tears and live towards the sun, living a happy life for herself and the Lin family.
