Of course, what made countless Talented Scholar love even more was that third poem's line: "In those youthful days, my spring robes were thin; riding a horse, I leaned against the slanted bridge, while from every storied tower, red sleeves beckoned!" For a moment, it made countless people yearn for Jiangnan.
At the same time, they were filled with curiosity about this young man named Chen Changsheng.
Logically speaking.
A Talented Scholar capable of writing such poetry, even if he kept a low profile in his daily life, should by no means remain completely unknown.
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