"There is a singing yellow warbler in the shadow of the green sophora tree. There is an empty courtyard in the afternoon of spring." The rear courtyard was tranquil in a spring afternoon. Wei Changying wore a pea green short upper shirt embroidered with camellia flowers and leaves. Its sleeves were tight. Her high-waisted full skirt was tied with a pair of love knots in front of her breast. Long tassels of knots flapped in the wind. She casually wore a single bun, without any ornaments on her black hair. On the contrary, some white sophora flowers fell on her temples.
Wei Changying chewed a string of sophora flowers. A curious yellow warbler with a pink beak was not far from her. A person and a bird stared at each other. Wei Changying thought that the two lines she had recited portrayed t
