In Yuanjing that year, barbarians from all over the world came to court and were bustling with people. The tiles in Zhuque Lane, the banquets at the Yue Kingdom Palace, the endless debates in Lin'an Academy, the various barbarians in the Sifang Pavilion, the rows of stalls in Zhuque Street, and the little princess loved by the entire Yuanjing... These are the beautiful memories that the people of the old Yuanjing can't let go of, the warm and prosperous old dream. That year, the young man who looked like a orchid and a jade tree transformed mountains and rivers in a splash of ink, rode a horse across a horizontal bridge, and filled the building with red sleeves and waving hands... In the most innocent years, they were in touch with each other and fell in love with each other.
PS: This article uses Xiao Gongju as a guide to connect those gradually forgotten old friends of Yuan Jing and old events from the prosperous times.
Only by piecing together the broken glazed rubble can we see the truest Yuanjing in its prosperous times.
Intention: Everyone has the beauty and pursuit that is difficult to let go of, the original intention and the yearning. Only by finding the true self can we meet the beauty in our hearts.