There is a story that, thousands of years later, will be no longer remembered like a pile of old paper burned. Only in those poems that circulated, there were still traces of the time when they met and knew each other, and missed each other.
One is a graceful poet of the Huajian School who has been praised for centuries, and the other is a staggering legendary woman in the romantic history. It was he who opened the beautiful door to the vast world of poetry for her, led her to understand the character and will passed down from generation to generation, and led her to feel the vastness and microscopicity of the mortal world; it was she who brought peerless talent and elegance to his lonely life, allowing him to appreciate the resonance and comfort of mountains and flowing water. However, with her most beautiful years, she could only enter his twilight years. In the beauty and loss of the late Tang Dynasty, what should be the love? Where does love go?
He is Wen Tingyun and she is Yu Xuanji.
Do you regret their meeting? Wrong or right? Maybe they are all mysteries that are both impenetrable and unclear.