Cen You was frail when he was young, and doctors concluded that he would not live to be ten years old.
It was Prince Yi Huan who brought him back from hell.
The young people were together, sharing notes on books and chatting under the snow. A whisper like a catkin blowing in the wind, a whisper that belongs to the two of them alone.
Fate is unpredictable, and the prince suddenly died of illness in his prime.
Cen was so sad that he didn't want to live, and he couldn't wish to die.
The emperor took pity on his friendship and granted courtesy to the princes. Everyone in the world admired their relationship as king and minister, and their deep love and righteousness.
But no one knows, it's not just monarchs and ministers, it's not just close friends.
From then on, Cen You stayed unmarried for the rest of his life and lived through many long years.
He watched his old friend disappear little by little over the years, and his black hair turned into frosty white.
On a seventy-year-old winter day, heavy snow covered the courtyard.
When the grand-niece recited the poem praising the snow, memories that had been buried for decades suddenly came flooding back.
The bones of the old people have long been buried in the loess, and only catkins are left in the wind, year after year.
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Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you, true love and destiny