Under the stone railing at the top of the mountain, stone lions hold their heads high to keep watch over the cold weather.
Time passes by and stars change, but I have always been with He Dan.
Spring, Autumn, Winter and Summer are out of sight, gatherings and separations are dim.
The dream of the forbidden city remains in the Forbidden City, and I feel at ease without any worries.
——Inscription on the stone lions seen by my friend Fengxue during his tour of the Forbidden City
Qingchuan is the guiding stone for cats to enter Jinjiang. After reading a lot, I can't help but feel obsessed with it, and I want to write something even if I don't know my ability.
But my ability to weave stories was really poor, so I could only rely on the plot of Mr. Yuehehe's "Emperor Kangxi" to practice my writing. Shameless Pete, this statement is purely written for entertainment.
Therefore, please don't be polite if you pass by, feel free to give me a thumbs up.
I shyly present a poem that a certain cat rambles on (it barely rhymes, it just makes up for it) to illustrate this daydream about the Forbidden City.
I'm back, and I plunged into the beautiful and beautiful words again, and I couldn't extricate myself...
As soon as I got in, reality pulled a certain cat out again - I'm afraid it won't be updated in time in April, and the internship has begun. . .