First time writing an article.
Inspired by Xia Da's "A Dream in the Garden"
I originally wanted to draw it, but I don't know how to TAT.
-Summary-
I don't know when, Aunt Hong had walked away, and I was the only one left on the stairs. I saw the young man standing by the stairs with his back to me. I took a step forward and said, "I don't know, young master?" The young master slowly turned his head. He had a green collar, soft hair and raised eyebrows. His face slowly overlapped with that of the boy in his memory. He slowly stretched out his hand: "Girl."
Qingqing Zijin, my heart is leisurely.
Even if I don't go, will Zi Ning have no heir?
Qingqingzi wears it, and I think about it for a long time.
Even if I don't go, Zi Ning won't come?
Picking and reaching, in the city gate.
Not seeing him for one day is like missing him for three months.
——"The Book of Songs·Zheng Feng·Zijin"
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