The light fur is hanging down in the cold wind. Li Jin has long hair, a high crown, and a flute around his waist. His eyebrows are like green feathers, and his eyes are like bright stars, but with a cold and tired look, he has a rich and noble appearance.
I don't see many men in Beijing, but they are all cold-faced gentlemen like him.
·First person short story, 1v1, HE
Intention: I was once a young man
