Gu Huaishu came to the south of the Yangtze River for the first time. There was a slight mist and rain, and the lakes and mountains were beautiful. There is no better beauty in the world than this. The countless sentient beings are not as good as him to stay up late at night.
Gu Huaishu came to the south of the Yangtze River for the second time. The willow leaves were first green and the spring was cold. Cars and horses followed him all the way. The red candles burned for most of the night, and the night was slightly drunk.
Gu Huaishu came to Jiangnan for the third time. His parents died, his brothers and sisters were separated, and he was inevitably imprisoned. It snowed heavily all night, and he could not see his beloved.
Gu Huaishu initially thought that the restrictions on his identity and name could be broken at any time, so he traveled thousands of miles just for the sake of half a peach blossom.
Later, Gu Huaishu thought, wishful thinking is better than being bored after seeing it twice. Living in his house, there is always something to think about.
Later, Gu Huaishu thought that the two of them had too much affection, too much resentment, and were implicated in each other. It would be better to part ways and live happily together.
Mobei, Suzhou, is only a few months away. Gu Huaishu has walked his whole life, approaching like a moth to a flame, stumbling away, and finally asking for a divorce with a cold face. He should have to bear the consequences of his willfulness, but the consequences are too heavy. In this life, he has been well-dressed and well-fed, and he has been as humble as an ant.
Fortune plays a trick on people, and fate is unpredictable. When the horse left, it happened to rain in Suzhou, and the imperial city prospered as before.