That day when I met a talented man in the south of the Yangtze River, I never imagined that he would be trapped here.
Jiang Nan arrived in Kyoto with the scholar. Kyoto was so big that Xun Ji was often missing. The palace was so beautiful that he forgot about it.
Fortunately, the light still pities the green leaves and gives her better flowers.
Whenever he thinks of the past, Jiang Nan often says: "I think of Lu Ye first, then him."
Jingzhou asked, and she replied: "Greenleaf is me, and I cherish my roots more. Only if I am better can I better decide whether I am suitable or not."
Intention: Ancient is not ancient, words are not words.