Have you ever remembered the scene outside Gusu City when you took me on my horse with a smile?
The misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River wetted my skirt, and the overgrown weeds muddied my embroidered shoes.
I raised my head to look at you, and I have been deeply in love with you since then...
That year, drums and music were blaring, and amid laughter and joy, you came on a white horse, dressed in red, surrounded by jade trees and orchids. At that glance, you were full of splendor and splendor...
I hide in the crowd and look at you. How happy that woman must be with her phoenix crown and rosy veil, walking gracefully.
You are an insurmountable disaster for me as I grow old, but I am not the one who makes you give up your wandering and stop...
It was your tears that fell on my face in my previous life and formed the moles under my eyes in this life, so we are destined to miss each other and miss each other forever...
Looking back, who did I meet in this world? A kind of lovesickness, to whom are the years given?
Your glance has confused my whole life...
My life is just your glance...
Why do I miss lovesickness? Who overturned my youth?
What kind of love is it? It's so lingering and gnawing at the bones, it's lonelier than fireworks...
What kind of woman is she, as pure as a flower, but ill-fated...
"Xiangsi, if I don't look back this time, don't wait for me..."
Have you ever loved someone so much, have you ever hated someone so much...