Wei Zi, Yao Huang, Bai Xue Ta, drunken Concubine Yang.
Du brocade, fragrant seal script, red plover, Biejiao Wanshui.
Holly, spruce, ash, yellow rosewood.
Ruinao, also sandalwood, when the door, shy pear sandalwood.
At first, it was Xichun Garden...
Ruyuan, Bamboo Pavilion, Duoyun Tower, Songhe Mountain House.
Bluestone, jade steps, green gauze cabinet, carved window panes.
Paper kites, pottery figures, candied haws, and lantern riddles.
Frightening dreams, nine songs, poems in the forest, purple fungus slowly fragrant.
Then, there is Xichun Garden...
Building buildings, hanging curtains, arranging books, and irrigating flower beds.
Watching plays, gambling on books, cooking bisnails, and staying at Orchid Pavilion.
Confess the king, reduce the title, ban the scenery of the mountain, become the king and defeat the bandits.
Join hands, tie your hair, and promise to stay together until death.
Finally, it's Xichun Garden…
This is a story about Yinzhi.
I will try my best to write it as well as I can.
You are not a strong person in the history department, so you can only follow history reluctantly.
It's okay to laugh, but don't be offended.