Ghost Stock

The azure sea and the clear sky at night are serene, what does the waxing and waning of the moon have to do with the rise and fall of fortunes

The clear frost mirror reflects the pure shadow, while the bright wash of the ice pot cleanses the pristine heart

Tears among the flowers still hold the wine, beneath the moon, the oriole's song pauses the zither

In the shade of the parasol tree, I lament the gentleman; gazing at my own reflection, the charm is endless.

What kind of person is this? Lacking extraordinary abilities that could shake the heavens and the earth, yet still worthy of being called a gentleman of the world.

What a group of people! Beneath their humble bodies, they still maintain a noble character and a pure, beautiful soul

An elegant silhouette, facing the tumultuous world. ... Slightly melancholic, yet composed and charming ...