Missing Zhangtai Road

There is a person I hate. She is the daughter of a minister. She is very good-looking and completely different from a country bumpkin like me. While I was going up the mountain to catch birds, she was reciting the Four Books and Five Classics. While I was taking care of the cats and walking the dogs all day long, she was practicing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. When I was being scolded by my cheap dad for getting into trouble, a carriage passed by and the wind blew the curtains of the sedan chair. I could clearly see her covering her handkerchief and laughing secretly! I hate her! But later on, I could no longer leave her. She is my only comfort in the deep palace, and she is the flower that I have tried my best to protect. I do everything I can. She was afraid that the dirt inside the palace wall would fall on her skirt. —————————— Qian Qian x Wu Zhaozhao Demining: 1. First person, like the copywriting. 2. Private facilities are like landslides. Intention: Life requires looking forward and not dwelling on the past. Tomorrow is a new beginning.