She was born in a poor family, burdened with bitterness, helplessness, pain and loneliness, and stood at the top of the continent with the most gorgeous appearance.
He comes from a noble family, sees through vulgarity and filth, and appears in front of the world with the most elegant mask.
He is full of magnificence, dedicated to serving the country as a hero and the world, and he sticks to the important task of the generation with the most stubborn character.
She and him are old enemies and confidants. In the eyes of the world, they are like heavenly beings with "black and peaceful waves overwhelming the world, long songs and stunning colors sinking into darkness", but they don't know whether there is the boundlessness of heaven and hell between them.
She and him were engaged in marriage when they were still ten months pregnant, but from birth to death they only met each other but never knew each other. Is this life just a reflection in the mirror?
There is a charming clear figure of lotus and qionghua, a plain clothed and smiling face overlooking the mountains and rivers, and a blue and falling yellow spring.
Is that white lotus willing to be lonely all its life and not fall in love with earthly love?
Would that crane rather float in the mist and rain than step down the purple road?
Could it be that that long sword has never been destined for life, and I don't know where the scabbard is?