There are many kinds of feelings in the world, and Lin Tingqian and Liang Yuyu are the most dissimilar ones.
Lin Tingqian sat on the bank of a foreign river in the setting sun and wrote a sentence behind his officer's photo: You are the bright moon and I am the pine tree, but I hope the night is the same as yours.
The fictional writings of the Republic of China, without any textual research, refuse to bow their heads to archeology.
The heroine general x the black adjutant Bai Qie.
How can I say that I have no clothes? I have the same robe as my son.