In the east streets and alleys, lanterns are shining, firecrackers are sounding, gongs and drums are ringing, the beautiful lady is sitting in a red sedan, the children are everywhere, everyone is congratulating each other, but only the red sleeves are shedding tears, she wants to marry even though she has never seen her, and she wants to follow her even though she has never loved her. Her parents have ordered her to marry a matchmaker, and her wings are tied and she has no choice but to become a married woman.
That year, the He Liu family, famous for its whipping technique, married their youngest daughter, He Liu Yan.
The autumn wind sweeps away the cold fallen leaves, and the shadows walk lonely under the trees. I ask you who is left in your heart. I am alone and sad. I have two lines of speechless tears on my face, and I turn into a butterfly and jump off the cliff.
That year, Yi Liudie, the master of Jianghu Fenghua Xueyue Pavilion, was troubled by love and jumped off the cliff of Duanyu to end the rest of his long life.