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Shaoguang is like a dream, which is the front of the romantic treasure mirror, the beautiful lady in pink, the beautiful building and the jade house, and the colorful embroidered article. A mountain of white bones is the back of the Fengyue treasure mirror. Skeletons have painted skins, broken walls and ruins, and all the blood and tears have dried up.

In the wind pavilion and the moon pavilion, it is a pity that the poets have not gathered for the banquet; the apricot curtain is picked up by the stream, and the lamp may fly drunkenly. Who is called the outstanding talent of the association? Only men can be allowed to do so; just use the elegant gathering in Dongshan to leave the rest of the beauty. Above the Haitang Poetry Club, Tan Chun smiled at a belated young man and asked: "Brother You, you are a two-dollar Jinshi and have the talent of exploring flowers. Now we all have nicknames, so what is your nickname?" Everyone looked at Wang You curiously, looking forward to his answer. The latter thought for a while and said: "There is a saying in Pan Yue's "Ode to Shooting Pheasants" of the Western Jin Dynasty: 'The sky is full of clouds.' Let's call him Yunyang scribe."

"The yellow flowers bloomed suddenly, and the pure and pure fragrance came. I drank wine and expressed my blessing to the moon, and sang a long song to the Qiongtai..." Five years ago, he came to this world unexpectedly. As the legitimate son of the Wang family, one of the four major families, he had to think about his future, but he who originally wanted to escape was gradually drawn into a deeper whirlpool. Five years later, at the Haitang Poetry Society, he called himself "Yunyang Scholar" and corrected his heart with half of "Chrysanthemum Heart". When he drew the flower name tag, the green bamboo with the words "Xiao Ye Fu Shu" was just like his own body, but he felt guilty. In the eyes of outsiders, he is a second-ranked Jinshi, the most popular person in Jinke, the censor of Jiangnan, and the future head of the Wang family. But the more he climbs up, the more he feels that the sky is high and the road is far away, and he is more afraid of falling into the abyss. When he looked back, he realized that she was still there, following him step by step. "Brother You, why don't you leave?" "Waiting for you to go home together!" Book club number: 1050248806