Lin Yuqing Jiang Hanzhou
Long rain produces bluestone, and bluestone covers ancient alleys
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are cold and far away, and a lonely boat is parked deep in the reed flowers.
This is a book written to entertain myself. The writing is not that good, and the logic is not that good, but I will try to be rigorous. If you don't like it, don't criticize it. Suggestions are okay, but don't be rude.
Intention: Love should be spoken loudly