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The Six Records of a Floating Life - Memoirs of the Inner Chambers

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This article is a collection of my favorite excerpts and comments from "Six Records of a Floating Life".


I told my mother: "If I am to choose a wife, I will only marry a virtuous girl." My mother also loved her gentle nature and agreed to arrange our marriage. This happened on the sixteenth day of the seventh month in the second year of the Qianlong reign.

At that time, the room was filled with brightly dressed people, but Yun alone was dressed simply and plainly, only wearing new shoes. Seeing her exquisite embroidery, I asked if she had made it herself, and I realized that her intelligence was not limited to calligraphy and painting. She had slender shoulders and a long neck, thin but not bony. Her eyebrows were curved and her eyes were beautiful, full of charm. Only her two front teeth were slightly exposed, which seemed less than ideal. Her enchanting demeanor made people's hearts melt.

  • That moment when I met you, I remember your appearance when we first met. It can't help but remind me of the words of the scumbag Yan Jidao. I remember when I first saw you, our hearts were intertwined like the characters "xin" and "zi" on a robe.

I envy Shen Sanbai. When he wrote this article, he still remembered Yun's appearance when they first met.


I was afraid that Yun would cry when I left, but she forced herself to smile and encouraged me. She helped me pack my things, and I noticed a slight difference in her expression. Before leaving, she whispered to me, "Without anyone taking care of you, take care of yourself."

Translation: I thought Yun would be sad and cry because of my departure, but she encouraged me to work hard and took care of me by helping me pack my things. I watched her busy figure until evening before I noticed a hint of reluctance and sadness in her eyes. Before I left, she looked at me and tears welled up in her eyes, "After you leave, there will be no one to accompany and protect you. You must take good care of yourself."

  • Without anyone taking care of you, take care of yourself. I was surprised that these eight words seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

As we boarded the boat and set sail, it was the time when peaches and plums were competing for beauty, but I felt like a bird lost in the forest, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.

After finishing embroidery due to the heat, Yun spent the whole day discussing ancient texts and poems with me, appreciating the moon and evaluating flowers. Yun was not good at drinking, but she could handle three cups. I taught her archery as a command. I thought there was no greater joy in the world than this.


Yun said, "The strict rules and profound meaning of Du's poetry are indeed unique. But Li's poems are like fairies shooting arrows, with a kind of charm that makes people love them. It's not that I prefer Li over Du, but it's just my personal preference. My love for Li is shallow, but my love for Li is deep."


I said, "I was just joking earlier."
Yun said, "Many conflicts in the world arise from jokes. Don't misunderstand me later, or it will make me miserable!"

  • If you keep doing this, I won't want you anymore. Are you afraid or not?

I saw countless fireflies on the other side of the river, flickering and shining among the willow banks and reed islands.


I said, "I'm afraid that when your hair turns gray, it will be difficult for you to walk."
Yun said, "In this life, I can't, but in the next life."
I said, "In the next life, you should be a man, and I will be a woman following you."
Yun said, "We must not miss the present life to feel the beauty of love."


"He is unpredictable in this life, so let him rest in peace." Are these two people deeply in love, or are they inviting divine judgment?


It was July, with lush green trees and a refreshing breeze on the water, but I felt like a bird separated from its flock, surrounded by a different world.

  • The most profound emotions are often hidden in the most casual words.

Whenever the wind blew through the bamboo courtyard and the moon rose above the banana window, I would be filled with nostalgia for you, my dream and soul in turmoil.

  • We are both by the window, just like Wang Mojie's description of raindrops on mountain fruits and insects under the lamp. The wind moves the shadows, and you are lovely. Sanbai dreams of the moon rising above the banana window, the beauty in the inner chamber.
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