Who among Yuan Bai's colleagues has not heard that "you buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent them to the world with a head full of snow."
Zhenyuan was in the same class and fell in love at first sight.
Huizhi and Lotte, one is as scorching as a needle and passionate as fire; the other is gentle and thick, with a heart as thin as silk.
Chang'an Fengyue, we discussed poems together and discussed the current ills. A piece of new Yuefu sings about the world, and also writes about the thoughts of young people.
The ups and downs of the officialdom, one was demoted to Tongzhou, and the other was demoted to Jiangzhou, thousands of mountains and rivers, the introduction to distant letters should be from Sima Shu of Jiangzhou, and we travel together in dreams at night.
Poems serve as matchmakers and words serve as evidence. From the time when we were young and traveled hand in hand until our heads were covered with frost and snow, we met a close friend in this life, and we will continue to find each other throughout our lives.
A collection of short stories, write whatever comes to mind.
Intention: You bury your bones in the mud under the spring