The Runaway Princess: The Story of the Moon

Chapter 133: To drive a car is to drive a Ferrari, to ride a horse is to ride a Shivachi ([-])
If there is Hollywood here, and if Xi Yeyue is a few years younger, maybe I can also star in a costume version of "Jade Goddess Horse".Sigh~~~~~Why doesn't Gu Qun like horses?I really can't figure it out.
"Yueya, stop and take a break." 
"Okay." I pulled the rein and said "Woo--" in my mouth.Shivachi's speed became slower and slower, from galloping at the beginning to a stroll, Yunxuan also cooperated with me, controlling Moli's speed, and the two horses, one black and one red, moved forward side by side. 
"Yuebai, look at the sunflowers around you."
sunflower?When I was riding a horse before, my eyes were only focused on the front, and I didn’t distract myself from watching the surrounding scenery. Now after hearing what Yun Xuan said, I realized that we were surrounded by a large sunflower field.In this era, there were already sunflowers.I remember that in my time and space, sunflowers were only introduced to China in the Ming Dynasty.
"There are no willow catkins blown by the wind, only sunflowers leaning toward the sun." The thick green hard flower stalks are golden-brown flower cores in the middle, and the golden-yellow flower discs are next to each other, brilliant and dazzling. 
The city I used to live in was a well-known financial center in the country, with row upon row of high-rise buildings, and the economy and industry ranked among the top in the country.Vigorously developing the economy will inevitably sacrifice part of the ecological environment.I have never seen such a large sunflower field in my life, it is really beautiful.

Faced with such a beautiful scenery, Yunxuan couldn’t help expressing his words and eloquently: "The piano blows Yuxun, the moon cuts the banyan fan, the wheat autumn locust tree is in harmony with the summer. The bamboo shoots become Langgan, and the crimson pomegranates are finely woven into fragrant flowers. The green clouds show their round lotus. See Jin Scales, play leaping clear waves. Shandan Shuyan, sunflowers reflect the sun, daylilies form a nest. Floating clouds are rich and rich, with no intention of origin, good weather, wind and moon, and more wishes. Fame and career, strong ambitions are willing to waste. Waiting to be embraced. Wash the dust , Must turn the Tianhe River. Drunk and wave, bosom friend for me, singing happily. (This is Cao Guan's "Xia Chu Lin")"

To be honest, I really don't quite understand the words he read. I only know that the scene is described in the first part, and then the sunflower is mentioned.

Who knew that after Yunxuan finished reading, he would ask me again: "Yueyaoer, I haven't heard your poems for a long time since I visited Jinghu last time. Do you have any good lines now?"
Oh, here we go again! Yunxuan, you have stumped me.Even if I pirated it, I have no impression of the poem about sunflowers at all, and I can't steal it even if I want to.How to do it?Could it be that you just told Yun Xuan, ah, Yun Xuan, I’m so sorry, but I didn’t actually write those poems.

After thinking about it for a while, because I really couldn't remember it, I had no choice but to give up writing poetry. 
"Yunxuan, it's so boring to write poems all the time. How about I tell you a story. Do you know the legend of the sunflower?"

(End of this chapter)