Imitation, praise. You said the Millennium was frost, and then you went back to Yan. You said you would give me a red suit,

This is a poem modeled after the ancient poem Jia Xu. The original intention is to miss your lover or friend, but I think your poem is more like missing a certain opposite sex. Every sentence ends in rhyme, which makes me read smoothly and feel like telling a story. The whole text is full of sadness and complicated feelings. I think it is impossible to write such a poem without a certain cultural background.