It was the tenth year of the Republic of China. A spring day in Beiping (Beijing), the warm sun bathed the alleyways. At the Lin family residence, the crabapple blossoms were like rosy clouds, their petals fluttering like snowflakes. Beneath the trees, Lin Wanqing and Shen Yichen read poetry together. The young woman was gentle and graceful, her moon-white embroidered plum blossom cheongsam adding to her elegance; the young man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, his grey-blue long gown making him tall and dashing. Ten years had passed, a lifetime apart, yet the memory remained.
Once Glorious