He was not only a talented man, but also a gentle man. Many brothel girls sang songs composed by him, and some of them had known him for many years. I still remember that time, with wisps of silk and bamboo, the melodious sound of the piano, singing like a nightingale, dancing like a willow tree, long lanterns in the night, clouds and rain in Wushan, and a short spring night.
However, there are many kinds of human emotions. Just as he can deal with a huge number of confidantes like beauties in the harem, and distribute his attention to them evenly, but he will still catch a glimpse of him at a Dharma discussion meeting among the immortals.