Poetry like a painting, ink scattering like sand, sleeves untouched by worldly dust, yet sleepless with an unspoken longing.
A song beneath the moon, stars like a river: half a kingdom is worth less than a single red lotus.
Dreaming back a thousand years, love unwavering, blood staining the City of Tears: all for one lifetime of love.
A beauty that could topple kingdoms, sleepless and unceasing, giving all the world for two falling tears.
The breeze delights in willows, mandarin ducks nest in towers, and a pot of rough wine leaves me pining for you.
One night of snow, half a city veiled in drifting sand.
Autumn winds carry too many memories, scattering the fireworks, while tears bury the love we once shared.
Sometimes you fall in love with someone for no reason at all: no explanation, nothing to do with time. When love comes, you simply love...
But sometimes, a single scar becomes a lifelong pain.
This story will use the most beautiful words to tell a love that shakes the world.
Whether storms rage and heaven and earth stretch vast, or tears burn hot and the snow falls without end, I will never give up. I will follow your faith.
-- Mo Xicheng
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
