Three Summer Smoke and Lotus

"She is like a lotus, noble and graceful, innocent and upright. She is his true love, with three thousand favors gathered in one person. But it was him who destroyed her with his own hands. After his tears dried up, he painted three summers of smoke and lotus for her. Then, he welcomed her. She was like osmanthus, pure and dust-free, and dense and overflowing. She was his childish mother, loving and kind; she was his ally, unwavering; she was also his heart companion, knowing each other. Yousu. It seems that everything has nothing to do with love. But one day many years later, the two of them sat quietly under the osmanthus tree, played chess and drank tea, enjoying the flowers and drinking the fragrance of osmanthus. They have been together for ten years. It is said that once the red thread of Yue Lao is tied, it is the marriage of ninety-nine generations. Maybe the love of that life has ended, and the relationship of the new generation has just begun.