Dear Wanderer, The pavilion's elegance remains to this day, and new tales of the winding stream await our cra…
Dear Wanderer,
The pavilion's elegance remains to this day, and new tales of the winding stream await our crafting.
The third day of the third month marks the auspicious Shangsi Festival. It coincides with the season of purification and feasting, where the paths are bathed in the vibrant green hues of willow trees.
We have specially prepared a refined feast of floating cups. By the water's edge, we shall perform the purification rites and compose new poems together.
Let the floating cups carry our rhymes as we bask in the spring sunlight; upon the fragrant grassy banks, we eagerly await the Festival of Flowers.