Limit 500 words. The mountains in the distance are warm, and the water near is filled with spring light. Spring has arrived again, and both the people and the street scenes are lively with a new look.
A young man in blue came riding up the long ancient road. The blue coat was made of ordinary material and style, but it was worn by this young man with peerless elegance. No one can interpret purity and tranquility so perfectly. Even though he is dusty, others can only feel a kind of cleanliness that is not stained by dust the moment they see him. Because his eyes are so bright and clear, like the most beautiful moonlight in mid-autumn. The horse was galloping, so he must have something urgent to do. But his expression was as calm as if a mountain had collapsed in front of him but his expression remained unchanged, and an elk was rising to the left but his eyesight could not blink. Bright as water, quiet as jade.
He is Zhan Zhao. A man as gentle as jade
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