The mud road accompanies us, but the jade road leaves us apart.
The world is devastated, and one person ascends thousands of chariots, and his past life is all covered in dust; one person is tossing and turning, rushing to the palace wall with old thoughts.
He came here deliberately, hoping that with a piece of jade, he could awaken the past buried by time.
The emperor's eyes were full of doubts, pity and inexplicable closeness were intertwined, but he could not remember the scene when they were together in the cold night.
I miss her so much that I dare not speak lightly.
Concept: The color of the jade has not changed, but it has been youthful for several times, and it is difficult to express the sincerity of the past.
