The Subtle Fragrance Burns Quietly and Reflects the Snow Alone

The night air is fresh, there is no dust, and the moonlight is as bright as silver. On this beautiful day, you should drink wine to the moon and enjoy it to the fullest... The falling snow covers the sand on the embankment, and the cold branches reveal their shallow buds. I hope that every year, my house will be filled with plum blossoms. The wind is crossing the glacier and the coolness is tight. No one looks at it, facing the window screen. Sit around and enjoy the sencha tea, admiring the jade flowers in the Crane Garden. Be quiet in this life and live up to your youth. Standing up and looking towards the east fence, you can see the wind and snow passing by, and the terraces are full of trees. (Note: prose, essay)