From the letter sent by Lu Xianjian
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wu Fu
We climbed up to Juanyu Tower together with a smile, remembering the joy we had in the past.
I often talk about the music of my heart based on poems, and often break flower branches to make wine chips.
Drunk and forgetful, there is no reason to shake hands.
When will it be dumped? It will still be the same as before. I will pay you as much as I want in front of the flowers under the moon.