Endless rivers and mountains, easy to part, hard to meet again.
This is the prequel to a story I've always wanted to write but never got around to (if you can call it that). It's a product of my mischievous love of classical Chinese prose translated into English, but please read it in the spirit of watching a period drama on TVB.
Intended message:
This kind of translation of classical Chinese has the feeling of uncovering a mysterious corner behind the yellowed history books... It's great~
What kind of undercurrent is behind this seemingly peaceful and harmonious story...
Classical Chinese translation~like it~