The rain falls in Lin'an, and the green group is bright and clear. He gave her an umbrella and she remembered it for many years. Later I found out that the umbrella was for someone else, and Qingtuan was for someone else. She was reluctant to throw it away, but she didn't stop where she was.
Concept: Love is only a part of life, being able to take it up and let it go is the true meaning of life