The mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River are entangled with sorrow, and the fragrance of medicine surrounds the fleeting years. A young general and a sickly scholar meet in an alley in Gusu, and they fall for each other at a glance.
Wearing armor and shouldering the important responsibilities of his family and country, he promised to come back and stay with him after the war was settled. He promised to be his whole life to protect him in peace and stability every year.
He dyed his plain clothes with the scent of medicine, guarded the bluestone alley, and waited for three years despite his illness, just for a promise.
The war in the troubled times separated the return date, and the lovesickness became a chronic illness. After all, we could not wait for the day of reunion.
A piece of farewell poem filled with half a lifetime of obsessions and regrets. With full of hope, he slept in the late autumn when he could not wait for him.
He returned triumphantly, leaving only a solitary grave, where he spent the rest of his life with regrets.
We meet in mist and rain, but we cannot love each other for a lifetime, and we are separated by life and death for the rest of our lives.
Dreams are hard to come true, flowers fall in the garden, and they are finally in the ashes of the red dust. The waning moon is hard to come true, and it becomes an eternity that is hard to reconcile.
Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you
