"Despite Cardamom's lyrical skills, the dream of a brothel is good, but it is difficult to express deep feelings. The Twenty-Four Bridge is still there, the waves are in the heart, and the cold moon is silent. If you read the red medicine beside the bridge, you will know who you are born for every year."
At the age of thirteen, Gui Gong first appeared in the sky. You and I met each other but did not cherish each other. The ashes were scattered, and the fragrance of green bamboo aroused my dormant desire. This life was just to meet him, and this life was only to love him. . .