The peaches are young, their flowers are scorching, and the three springs are fragrant, and they are happy all the way.
I have passed away in the past, and the plum blossom petals were in full bloom, and the gentleman relied on them and was filled with joy.
Now I come to think about it, the rain and snow are falling, the sun and the moon are walking together, waiting for me all my life.
Two years ago, at the Yumen battlefield, when she was fifteen years old, she picked up the spear of the defending general with tears in her eyes. He saw with his own eyes that she turned decisively and jumped into the enemy camp.
In the capital city, she worshiped heaven and earth with him, and they were bound together for the rest of their lives. She was as calm as the wind, but she didn't know why he smiled so brightly and said that she was the one he truly wanted to marry.
He, the beggar she picked up from the street, was involved in a conspiracy to change his position. In troubled times, who could control the world and look down upon the world? Who could fade into the secular world and watch the mountains and rivers rise with a calm smile? After all the affectionate glances, who is her destined marriage?
