Yao Kuan's "Sheng Cha Zi" has: "The man is like the dust on the street, and the concubine is like the wadding on the edge of the embankment. The two meet each other melodiously, and the trace is nowhere to be found. The face of wine is in the spring breeze, and the tears are in the autumn rain. After the separation, do you still understand the lovesickness?"
I borrowed his poem and turned it into "You are like the dust on the road, I am like the wadding on the bank of the embankment", and wrote a story about separation and lovesickness, and a period of pure and beautiful youth.
About Ye Chenxun
In each of our hearts, there once lived such a boy. He was handsome, proud, smart, with clear eyebrows and a warm smile. He had a clean, gentle and well-behaved appearance, but he concealed the soul of a bad boy - naughty and unruly personality.
About Qin Mosang
We have all been such a girl once, impulsive, childish, carefree and fearless, hiding the heart of a susceptible girl. A secret crush, which becomes sad, painful, and entangled because you like a boy. Although she has the appearance of Cinderella, as ordinary and humble as weeds on the roadside, she is prouder than a princess on the inside.
Still a fairy tale, still a dream. I write out of love and to give myself a reason to continue dreaming.
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It's a bit of a comedy, not a tragedy, so don't worry!
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