Gorgeous a cup of cold

Author: Qian Hongli
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Publish Date: 2004-05-01
Features: Life is like snow and mud, traces of melons. We wear jujube red as pear blossoms, shedding tears for others' stories, while the rest slips by like water over a duck's back, leaving no mark. Outside the window, a fine night moon shines, carrying the essence of jade and metal amidst confusion, filled with thoughts and nostalgia. Every drop is precise. Love is both stern and graceful, discovered only after waking up at night—as if peach blossoms and willows had long seen through it all. Indeed, with a heart as exquisite as brocade and words as golden as silk, her pen is lavish yet not overly unrestrained. She has a poetic username, "Fingertips Feel Cool." What does "cool" mean? It's "a gentle breeze stirring sleeves in a cool night." It's Lin Yifeng's light strumming and singing: "A Cool Autumn," or Chen Yuyi's "After the Rain": "Dreaming forward, unaware of the coolness of the rain, the curtain is slightly damp by the lotus flowers. Quietly reading and writing, dreaming and melancholy—like waking up to pluck a bunch of lotus flowers and leaves, covered in clear dewdrops." They are indeed delicate, like scattered raindrops in a dream. Grasping the tangible days, holding the heart close, walking along the riverbank where life's waters flow. Under the shade of trees, amidst the fragrance of flowers and the sound of the wind, strolling leisurely. "Gather all the coolness for peaceful sleep, quickly search for rare lines to report the new sunshine." "Fingertips Feel Cool," with its magnificent and eerie style, full of rare lines, brings just such a volume of contrasting yet complementary moods—providing us with peaceful sleep, dreams, and meditation in the long stormy nights and short sunny days of this world, then continuing on our journey.