Chapter Fifty-four The carved balustrades and jade terraces should yet remain (IV)
Word Number：230
Author：一曲雨霖铃
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Release Time：2025-09-28
It is said: If life could be as when first we met, why should autumn winds sadden the painted fan? Easy to change is an old friend’s heart; yet one still says an old friend’s heart easily changes. After the Empress ascended the throne, she remade offices, palace titles and era names in many ways. Li Dan felt grievances but could do nothing; he could only nurse his sorrow in secret and, in the deep hush of night, go up to the western pavilion of the Eastern Palace to gaze upon the jade towers and jeweled halls. As one might say: Silent, I mount the western tower alone; the moon hangs like a hook. The lonely paulownia and deep court lock autumn’s clear chill. Unable to cut loose, tangled still—this is parting sorrow. A peculiar taste lingers in the heart. One evening as night fell, Li Dan climbed the East Palace’s western tower and peered out. The pavilions remained, but the names were not as of old. Tears fell intermittently; he sighed, “The ancestral realm has all been lost by my hand. The court seer who advised guarding the realm has been banished from Luoyang, and I dare not speak—what use is being the ruler?” Looking toward water and cloud, his heart swelled and he composed a poem: In the two capitals the peache
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