"The Book of Songs·Zheng Feng·Zijin"
Qingqing Zijin, my heart is leisurely. Even if I don't go, Zi Ning will 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 each other for a day is like March
Fragment one:
Bai Tan: Your etiquette is wrong. In ancient times, Yang was on the right and Yin was on the left. You should bow with your left hand and press your right hand.
After that, he showed Chu Yanzhen how to do it.
Chu Yanzhen said to Chuan: Why do you need to wear men's clothes to look cool if you are 'naturally beautiful'?
Bai Tan:..........
Fragment two:
Bai Tan: Do you know the saying of "throwing fruit on the car"? If you throw fruit at me, you are saying that I am like that Pan An.
Chu Yanzhen: .... So narcissistic.
Fragment three:
Desolate rainy night, silent. The two men stood facing each other holding umbrellas.
Holding back the surge of anger and blood in her heart, she encouraged and said: "It is no longer possible between us. There is a clear distinction between you and me."
"Can't it be dark and turbid?" He retorted, his eyes full of hope.
Even if we are complicit, as long as you and I can be together, I will gladly do so.
"Never, never, can, can!" She said every word, desperately killing his last bean-like hope.
So, between us - THE END