Pisces Ruler Anthology

Inscription of "Collected Works of Pisces Ruler" Written by Han Xuemeijie, owner of Qiyue Building When I was in Bingwu, it was mid-spring. Brother Juyin of Xiangjiang sent a letter from Harbin to Changchun, showing me the "Original Book of Poems" and asking me to make a promise of peace. Since then, thousands of miles from north to south and back and forth, it has become a friendship between two fishes. Brother Juyin was born in Yushu, Jilin. He called himself Juyin on the Xiangjiang River. He moved his heart to Xiaoxiang and wandered around the Chushui River in his mind. Mei Du was born in Hangzhou and grew up in West Lake. Now he is studying in Changchun, and he calls himself Qiyue Louzhu. One south and one north are separated by more than three thousand miles, but they use poetry as a bridge, trust as a boat, the moon as a matchmaker, and hearts as a bond. The ancients said, "It is enough to have a close friend in life." How lucky is Mei Du to meet a brother! What is recorded in this collection is nothing more than daily chores, the joys and sorrows of preparing for exams, feelings about festivals, and poetry and wine. However, Mei Du believes that true love does not lie in grandeur, but in subtleties; true love lies not in the number of friends, but in the unity of the heart. Xiongtai sent a poem on New Year's Eve, and Mei Du harmonized it by the bank of Nanhu Lake; Xiongtai said, "Let's drink wine to the first person," and Mei Du replied, "We drank a ladle of Chang'an wine together." Xiongtai asked, "Where can I find a close friend?" There is a saying in the past: "The white head is like new, and the roof is as old as before." Although Mei Du and Xiongtai have never met, they have known each other for a long time. If we meet again someday, we should drink and talk about poetry and literature together on the streets of Chang'an, on the banks of Nanhu Lake, and on the banks of the Xiangjiang River. When I read this collection again at that time, I will surely put my hands in my hands and smile: It turns out that my close friend is thousands of miles away. It's for remembering. On the fifth night of the third lunar month in the Year of the Horse, Bingwu, by the South Lake in Changchun