In the era of the Republic of China, the old and the new were changing, the fate of the country was ups and downs, but the love between children still remained elegant. At that time, Western learning spread to the east, advocating free love, but the old etiquette was still in place, and the stories were like cracks in celadon, beautiful but painful. Talented men and beautiful women may use poems and books as matchmakers, or they may use the flames of war as a guide. Their joys and sorrows are all dyed with the color of their family and country. Class barriers, oppression from the times, and under the arrangement of fate, where should they go?
