Everyone in Kyoto knows that the most prominent family in the capital is not the Zhu family, who has three jinshi, nor the Liang family, who claims to be as wealthy as the country, but the Gu family, which is adjacent to the imperial city and has inextricable ties with the emperor.
The first time Zhao Wenchao met a child, it was also a palace banquet. Zhao Wenchao likes to be lively on weekdays. It was a coincidence that day. His mother asked him to find his fourth brother. The fourth brother was also playful, but he had never been very interested in the kid. He just planned to walk around the imperial garden twice and go back to finish the job.
When I walked under the willow tree, I saw a child leaning on the tree, holding something in his hand and looking at it. There was a portable lamp emitting warm yellow light at his feet. The boy stood aside with an anxious look on his face, as if he said something to the child. The child turned his head and looked up at the boy.
At that moment, Zhao Wenchao seemed to be dazzled by the light. The child's eyebrows were light, but his eyes were very bright. I wonder if it was the reflection of the light. His cheeks were light pink, and his lips were bright red. It seemed that it was not an exaggeration to describe it as jade and pink.
Fifteen-year-old Gu Yihong traveled to northern Xinjiang and wrote a letter to ask about his teacher. He believed that all relationships were equal and mutually integrated. He and Zhao Wenchao had known each other since childhood, and to put it mildly, they could be considered close friends. He has always believed that those who are partial and special are natural. Zhao Wenchao's feelings for him were no different from his feelings for Zhao Zian.
But the teacher wrote: "It is natural to admire Shao Ai when I am young, so why is it strange?"
Intention: The sea is flowing across the sea, the years are like water and cannot be chased; the past is like wind, and the future is like a sail hanging high.
