Seventy years ago, a heavy snowfall bid farewell to an old friend on Cuiping Mountain and buried a mausoleum. A piece of the past was buried under the snow and turned into the melting snow of spring. Fifty years ago, two mausoleum guardians became husband and wife and gave birth to two sons. Everything revived and the spring day Warming up, twenty years ago, for a promise, the orphan became a devil. Ten years ago, a heavy snowfall and a grudge turned into cold plums falling in the snow. Now, the world has changed, the past has passed by, the spring rain has brought a trivial matter, and the chivalrous stories all come from their own stories.
Purpose: I want to write a happy life story