Flowers Fly and Flowers Wither, Taoran Is Full of Flowers

Who can escape a lifetime of watching and remembering? Who can escape from a lifetime of suffering and confusion? How many passers-by in the mortal world, how many clouds and mist of the past, with the word of farewell, the world is dispersed. Colorful butterflies dance on the sleeves of water in the breeze, warm jade brings out the geometric shape of the smoke and harp, in the dream Xiaoxiang Yi people dream, the dawn rises and the people are still the same, the mandarin ducks are drunk on the banks of the Weishui River. Osmanthus flowers fly in the palace in the sky. Drunk eyes, tears dripping from one person's face. The word "heart" is still missing, the love is shallow, and I have been separated for a lifetime. I still can't leave the missing piece, and finally leave my thoughts in the world of Surabaya. — Wedge This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.