In the years of the pear garden, dreams come true.
The pear garden was so big that Meng Yingsui was trapped there all her life. The opera garden was too small to hold the dreams of Ye Hanying and Meng Yingsui.
The walls of the vermilion courtyard enclosed every year, and the square inch of the stage locked in morning and evening. This place could accommodate thousands of separations and joys, as well as the fairy and fairy couples in dramas and their deep love in troubled times, but it couldn't accommodate him and stay with him even remotely ordinary.
What's on the stage is a talented man and a beautiful woman, who will eventually meet each other thousands of miles away and have a happy ending; what's happening off the stage are worldly idiots, who only see each other within a short distance and part with each other year after year. Meng Ying wears a splendid opera costume, sings about the gentleness of the wind and the moon, and performs the perfection of the world. However, she can't sing the stability of the rest of her life despite the tactful tone of the opera a thousand times.
The sound of gongs and drums is the beauty of others; the rustle of strings is the loneliness of oneself. This pear garden can accommodate the hustle and bustle of a full hall of spectators, and the glory and fame of a half-life drama, but it cannot tolerate the magnanimity of two people breaking away from their fate, and it cannot tolerate a meeting that never ends.
Everyone knows that the Liyuan Garden is vast and the wind and moon are boundless, but only those trapped here understand that there are cages everywhere. Those unspoken feelings, unfinished agreements, and untraveled distances are all covered up by layers of sleeves and drowned by repeated dramas.
He guarded the stage and spent his youthful years; he was trapped in the dust net and eventually drifted away. In this huge pear garden, tens of thousands of people make pilgrimages, and the lights are always on, but in the dead of night, when the people are quiet and the music ends, his shadow is the only one left on the empty stage.
It turns out that the bigness of the pear garden is just a cage that traps a single person; the smallness of the pear garden is, after all, the old dream of two people is buried. There are thousands of plays in this life, but none of them are couples every year.
Concept: I miss you so much that it turns out to be a wrong love.
