A stranger is like jade, son chinese odyssey. Who is the teenager, riding on horseback, looking around, naturally beautiful; Whose youth is it? Rong Zhi is handsome and elegant, and she dances gracefully. Years are naturally gentle between talking and laughing; Who is the young man, galloping on the battlefield, invincible, chivalrous between swords and shadows ... What kind of literary talent is needed to talk to him about Sang Ma and cut the candle at the west window; What kind of beauty can you bring to Qi Mei with him, talking and laughing; What kind of pen and ink does it take to draw a fairy Nalan? A sigh gently blows away the dust of hundreds of years of history, and I seem to have come to that magical moment again. Born in a noble family, he was awarded a graceful seal at the age of ten, promoted at the age of eighteen, and his career was frank, so he moved to Beijing with a bright future. No matter whether he is a highly respected bachelor of Dian Ge, a lonely poet who enjoys himself, a jasper family who has lived in a boudoir for a long time, or even an ordinary person who is not proficient in Ci Fu, there is no one who does not admire Nalan. In the streets, everyone knows Nalan's name. Even today, Nalan is highly praised by Rainbow Guo Wei, a literary master, saying that he is the only one since the Northern Song Dynasty. However, what makes him unique is his talent. How many people know Nalan's mind when everyone is competing to sing water words? Fame and flattery never had any influence on Nalan. He is still him, Nalan who is naive and shy but firm and indifferent. It was because he was ashamed to tell his cousin directly that he missed a long life; It was he who risked his life to sneak into the palace just to see his beloved cousin again; How many old things, how many thoughts, the poet's delicacy, sensitivity, melancholy and loneliness are him; Going out with you, the man who flew on the battlefield with a knife is also him ... No matter how abstruse the Chinese characters are, it is difficult to draw Nalan's romantic life. If God's greatest punishment for a person is to give him endless thoughts, then Nalan has been punished endlessly, just like the Jiamu tree in the story, which can only look up at the sky alone, and is doomed to pass by. There is a grandmother in the south, who is looking up to heaven? Jia's style can be destroyed, but lovesickness cannot be broken. Just as Jia Mu will be destroyed by the wind and miss him forever, Nalan's thoughts will never be broken. If life is just like the first time, who will resent the impetuousness of the old people? If the world is full of warm wind and red candles, who will care about the west wind enjoying the cool alone? A hundred years have passed, and there are still endless songs to sing. In my dream, I will always be with a teenager who gambles and pours tea. Unfortunately, the only way at that time was to find it.