Moon in the Courtyard: A Tale of Yinzhen

Bo Che began to weep. She lifted her head and gazed at the great, gleaming white moon in the sky. Was everything in this world really just a dream? Heart-wrenching pain, partings in life and death: in the end, all of it was emptiness, leaving nothing behind. The moonlight was especially lovely tonight, and the North Star shone brilliantly. She believed that whether it was a dream or not, to the people in the dream, it was eternal.

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