"In July I am outdoors, in August I am in the house, in September I am at home, and in October crickets come under my bed."
In the eighteenth year of Jin'an, fifteen-year-old Li Yan said to the little girl who was tugging at the corner of his clothes with red and swollen eyes.
He leaned over and raised his eyebrows and promised with a smile, his peach blossom eyes reflected passion, "If one day I enter the court, I will definitely marry Ahe."
In the twenty-third year of Jin'an, Xie He traveled from the south of the Yangtze River to Hengzhou and went to the main branch of the Xie family. He rested his horse at a roadside tea shop. The breeze blew the curtains, and she seemed to have accidentally bumped into the smiling and scornful young man again. He rode his horse and whipped past, which touched her heart.
Concept: About love, about time