Beauty is beauty after all,
Even when it withers;
Our love is always love,
Even at the end of our lives...
Flowers bloom on the other shore, flowers bloom on the other shore, three lives and three lifetimes, a thousand-year bond, the intertwining of love and hate, the curse of reincarnation...
By the Santu River, by the Naihe Bridge, I will wait until you come...
This is the first time I have officially started writing. Please forgive me if there are any mistakes. If possible, you can write them down...(*^__^*) Hehehe...
I revise as I write, so updates are slow, and due to my personality problems, my articles also have intermittent convulsions... But my personality is more impatient, so the plot of the article may be faster... This article is covered in a literary skin, but in fact it is a drama...
The author may have traveled through time.