Reminiscing About the Past: Xiao Linzi - the Author Who Made Me Happy and Worried and His Collection of Works

Who says leisure is abandoned for a long time? Every time spring comes, the melancholy still remains. I often get sick and drink in front of flowers every day, and my beautiful face looks thin in the mirror. There are willows on the Qingwu embankment by the river. I want to ask about new sorrows. Why do they happen every year? The wind on the independent bridge fills the sleeves, and the new moon people in the flat forest return. ——By Ouyang Xiu Intention: