JJWXC catalogue
Books by 伶侜
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From the JJWXC books we index, matched on the author's name.
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A Stranger in the Eastern Wind 东风陌
Who meets a stranger on the road, yet never sees them again? Who fears that a reunion is only a dream? Who said they'd search the heavens above and the deepest depths below, and never return without finding you? Who remembers the red maples that year, the falling cherry blossoms that year, and the rendezvous at dusk? March and October, cherry blossoms and maple leaves, a love out of season. Entwined in a passionate love like the evening glow, only to grow cold after the twilight fades. The days
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The Sky Was Always Clear 天晴本无雨
He was the leader of the Demon Cult, once a peerless force who shook the world. Before meeting Qingyu, he was utterly wicked and did whatever he pleased. After marrying her, he handed the cult's affairs over to his subordinates and lived happily with Qingyu on Wuyun Mountain. He thought he could spend the rest of his life with his beloved, but man proposes and Heaven disposes... Looking back, all the tragedies that followed seem to have been fated from the start. The plot takes a wild turn, with
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The Reed Meets the Jade Tree 蒹葭倚玉树
"Only one who sees deeply can grasp the aspirations of all under Heaven: Xiahou Taichu was such a man. Only one who sees the subtle can accomplish all the affairs of the world: Sima Ziyuan was such a man. Only one who is divine can move swiftly without haste and arrive without traveling. I have heard of such a man, but have never seen one." In the second month of spring, the timely rain arrives, And the first thunder rumbles in the eastern sky. All the hibernating creatures stir in their burrow
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A Song Remembered, a Cup Tilted in Silence 忆曲倾觞默
A cold, scheming top x a gentle, stoic bottom. They love and fight each other. Part of the Echoes of a Song series. Harem intrigue, childbirth, devoted 1v1 romance, childhood sweethearts, love that grows over time, and a little angst to sweeten the romance. Gu Qingshang is the youngest Minister of Justice in the Song Kingdom and enjoys the trust and favor of the current emperor. Ordered to travel to the Jin Kingdom to establish an alliance, he finds his mission fraught with danger when the youn
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A Dream of Silk and Splendor Across Three Lifetimes 一叠绮罗三生梦
It began with the bitterest separation in a past life, and ended with the meeting of Gou Qi in this life. The passing years are too painful to recall, the past too painful to bring up. Amid the teeming multitude, life is but a dream: like mayflies, we are born at dawn and die at dusk, drunk and lost in dreams. Now I take up my pen to record those days. We forgot each other, yet could not forget. Some things are impossible to forget. Theme:
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Remembering the Melody of East Wind Breaks 忆曲东风破
A lonely lamp of sorrow stands by the window Behind the door, I pretend you haven't left Returning to an old place, the full moon makes it lonelier still The candlelight, awake in the middle of the night, can't bear to blame me A drifting life, wandering to the ends of the earth, is hard to swallow After you left, the wine warmed, memories returned, and longing wore thin The water flows east. How can time be stolen? Flowers bloom only once. They ripen, but I missed my chance
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The Joys of Country Life 田园乐
Pastoral Joy, Part Five Peach blossoms, still holding last night's rain; willows, greener beneath the morning mist. The fallen flowers remain unswept by the servant boy; the mountain guest still sleeps as the orioles sing. - Wang Wei A pastoral painting in verse, a song of waterside homes, and an extraordinary love.
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Scarlet Brocade 绯锦
At last, you're coming back. Wordless bitterness spread through his heart. It's been three thousand years. When you return, we'll be together forever, never to part again. When you're gone, my heart feels as if its blood has been drained. It hurts so much. Waiting... is a living torment. Yun Jin gazed at her and spoke softly. Down the mountain, a distinguished guest had come from afar, wearing a white cloak and carrying a colored-glass palace lantern as they climbed against the wind through the
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