Couplets

The night was not dark.

The shore of the Qinhuai River was brightly lit.

Lanterns were hanging on both sides of the river, like two long dragons that illuminated the river and the two sides.

There were a few double-story boats docked in the river. On them, the music was flowing and the singing was mellow.

Both sides of the river were crowded and lively.

Other than the scholarly guests who had rushed over to participate in the gathering, there were also young men and women who liked to watch the fun and all sorts of peddlers shouting.

When Chu Xiaoye and the others came here, they were hearing the enthusiastic cheers of the riverside scholars and the beautiful sound of a piano flowing like water coming from the big boat in the river. It seemed that a certain talent had made a good poem and caused a commotion.

Chu Xiaoye looked at this lively scene and suddenly thought of the world outside and the world when he was a human.