Spring comes early in Jiangnan. The remaining snow in the north has just disappeared, but in the south of the Yangtze River, the grass is growing and the orioles are flying, and the flowers are blinding.
Yuexilou walked lazily by the lake. The bright spring sunshine made him feel weak all over. If there weren't too many tourists, he really wanted to lie down and take a nap. "It would be great if I were a pig," Yue Xilou thought angrily: "I don't have to think about anything all day long, I can just sleep wherever I like!"
His aspirations are never high, but always difficult to achieve.
Yue Xilou knew that many people were looking at him, and he had long been accustomed to it - who made him have a face that even women would be jealous of! Beautiful things are not allowed to be kept privately. If you are beautiful, you must endure all forms of harassment.