When all is silent, the north wind remains the same.
Three people drink Chaoyun wine together,
Lonely shadow, remnant snow and sword fairy!
Looking at this poem, we can be sure that it is not a poem handed down by Li Bai. Although I can't say anything about China's ancient prose, I know a thing or two. As for my idol Li Bai, I have read almost every poem of his, although there are nearly a thousand poems handed down by this poet.
Although I haven't heard of it, reading this poem does have a rare romantic and aloof atmosphere of Li Bai. Lonely shadow, remnant snow and sword fairy! Every word is amazing.