"Drinking buddy, I'm not as good as you—"
Who could suppress mountains and rivers with poetry and remain unfazed by favor and humiliation?
If they didn't meet him in person, who would believe that someone would casually write a poem like 'To stand at the top and look at the small mountains' as an annotation in someone else's essay?
'Fame is nothing to me. I have seen through the affairs of the world.'
This was a Great Confucian!
The Jade Epiphyllum Literary Conference only ended in the middle of the night.
After the books and essays on the pleasure boats were read, the young men driving the small boats went to the shore to look for those who had written poems and essays and sent them to the immortal ship.
The Confucian students on the shore did not expect to have such an opportunity. All of them cried tears of joy.
