"There are three thousand pieces of weak water, just take one gourd to drink." He said.
"Three thousand weak water, why is this?" She lowered her eyes and whispered. After a long time, she raised her head and looked straight ahead. It was far away, just like the sunset, blurred with sadness.
It's better not to know each other, so as not to hate each other.
The lingering haze was in a trance, she was holding the handkerchief tightly, her eyes were confused and uneasy, that was just a dream, maybe, just a dream.
Reincarnation of twins, just for the first sentence: "Ruoshui, I will still be here waiting for you in the coming spring."