There are lotuses on all sides and willows on eight sides. One city is full of mountains and half is a lake.
The old city of Jinan, the streets of Furong, the walls of the Gongyuan; an old city dweller, with decades of ups and downs, three generations of joys and sorrows
Ji Ge'er pulled Xiu'er and ran through the alley of Qushui Pavilion, treading water. The hibiscus flowers on Xiuer's temples fell to the ground, their stamens quivering softly, and they fell into the cracks of the bluestone bricks...