Thinking back to the ancient times of our country, there are many enviable prosperous dynasties, but there are also historical traumas that are unbearable to look back on. The contention of a hundred schools of thought in the pre-Qin Dynasty, the proud character of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the richness and beauty of the Tang Dynasty, the grace and unrestrainedness of the Song Dynasty... Poetry, calligraphy, painting, literature, classics, history and philosophy all have a dazzling aura and are highly admired. What is enviable is not only its unique wealth and splendor, but also its freedom and accessibility.
Against the background of the mighty dynasties of the prosperous times, the delicate flowers of various colors are shy and frail, like defenseless and weak women, constantly avoiding the conflicts of the world, but in the end they cannot escape their destined fate, and unfortunately they are lost in the long river of history and forgotten by people. Perhaps, being infatuated with a certain flower is similar to being deeply in love with someone. You always hope that he can continue to surprise you, but you often fall into the abyss of disappointment because your expectations are too high. The flowers that have been nourished for generations to the extreme beauty, also when they are full of vitality, contain the sadness and desolation of the moon waxing and waning, and the branches and leaves withering. Flowers bloom and fall, and the moon waxes and wanes. People have joys and sorrows, and literature has joys and sorrows. This matter is difficult to solve in ancient and modern times. Love, hatred and resentment are similar throughout the ages. The only difference is that the protagonist in the story changes...