I like some things from the Qing Dynasty, probably because I love to dream.
There was a dynasty for more than two hundred years, but I only like the era of Kang and Yong father and son. In that era, there were too many stories that happened. In the history books, in people's memories, in the unofficial histories, and in the fantasies of future generations, everyone has their own story, and our own protagonists are in the stories.
He liked to show filial piety to the empress, and the word "Jing" was included in her posthumous title after her death. She also stayed with her husband for forty years, leaving only a few words in the history.
So I want to make up a story about her, which is also my own story!
"Plum blossoms lead to Jingxi blocking snow"
Jiang Jie
The white gull asked me to park my lonely boat. Is it a stay? Is it Xinliu?
If your heart stays for a while, why should you frown?
The small curtains and lights are dancing in the wind, and the idle shadows are deserted and reminiscing about old travels.
Are the old tours and old tours still there today? Flower outside the building. Liu Xiazhou.
It's a dream, but it's not a dream, and the cold water flows empty.
The yellow clouds in the desert are soaked through the wooden fur.
No one is as worried as me. It snows tonight, but there are plum blossoms, which are as sad as me.
The last sentence of Jiang Jie's "Introduction to Plum Blossoms" "There is no one on the road who is as sad as me. It snows tonight, but there are plum blossoms, which are like me." This is the source of the title of this article on Tianjie. "Who is as sad as me tonight?" For Xiaojing, he lost his son in his early years and has no children since then. He is in a high position but is alone. Who can be as sad as me? Probably not an exaggeration!
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