The moon sets in Cangnan, and the light and shadow are divided into two parts.
She is the red rose in the mire, and he is the clear inkstone in the troubled times.
There are enemies in front of the stage and allies behind the stage.
Don't talk about the deep love, don't ask about the way home, just wait for the wind to stop and the fog to disperse, and we can see the peace of the city together.
