Introduction to "The Clear Song of the Falling Moon"
In the midsummer of Wutong Lane, the sound of Bai Qingge's flute shocked the rose trees and struck into Ji Qianyue's heart. She is a gentle teacher in the alley's study, who can write about the romance of the world; she is a young lady from an aristocratic family who sneaks over the wall, with an unruly starlight hidden in her eyes.
They once leaned on the railing together in the twilight, watching the flowing clouds over the roof; on nights when the rain hit the banana trees, they cooked a pot of green plum wine and whispered until dawn; on snowy winter days, they wore a fox fur together and trampled the silence of the long street. The gap of family status once stretched before our eyes, and the shackles of family once followed us everywhere, but the two loving hearts finally withstood the gossip and difficulties of the world.
Later, Ji Qianyue took off her gorgeous clothes, rolled up her sleeves, and guarded the small courtyard next to the study with Bai Qingge. The courtyard is filled with roses and gardenias. When spring comes, the shelves are filled with flowers, and when autumn comes, the courtyard is filled with the fragrance of cinnamon. When they got up in the morning, Bai Qingge played the flute and Ji Qianyue studied ink; after dusk, the two of them sat side by side on the stone steps, watching the sunset dye the sky red and listening to the evening breeze blowing through the leaves.
Tuanzi grew up from a little kitten that nuzzled people's ankles into an old cat lazily basking in the sun. Time flows slowly in Qingshi Lane, and the years carve gentle lines on the corners of their eyes, but they never dilute the love hidden in their brows and eyes.
Even when their hair turned gray, they could still hold hands and sit under the old locust tree in the courtyard, chatting about their first encounter in the midsummer of that year and the years they spent walking side by side. The moonlight fell on their shoulders, the sound of the flute was accompanied by laughter, the clear songs were melodious, and their love lasted for a long time. They finally wrote the heartbeat of their youth into a lifelong stay together.
Intention: Come on, Qingge