Zhilan and jade trees grow in the courtyard, and the children should be like the sons of the Xie family.
If fate forcibly places me in Jiangdong in this troubled time, I will join hands with you across the misty Yangtze River, and I will stay with you in the court. We will miss you and cry in the rivers and lakes. We will also sing songs in the dark mountains all night long.
Huan Wen: You sigh at trees like this, but I sigh at people.
Concept: Wei and Jin style