That year, the Wansheng flowers bloomed in a hurry, and they were destined to meet each other.
Holding hands, we meet to the end of the world, and the fleeting time is like a dream. I thought that the greatest blessing would be to fulfill the promise I made at Broken Cliffs.
Eight thousand jade old people, one day's prosperity and decline; their time is washed away, and the phoenix is gone.
God awarded them love, but took away the happiness that belonged to them.
Time flies, who has promised to whom a hundred lives, and who has lost his youth for whom;
The years are vast, who promised whom to stay together forever, and whose youth was lost for whom?
Even if the wansheng withers and the plum fragrance dissipates, he will keep going. To fulfill their unfulfilled wishes and fulfill their unfulfilled promises. I have been caring about writing books for her all my life, but I don't know that she is always with me.
We had vowed to each other in heaven and earth, but now he is the only one left to watch over him forever. He can only be missed, like the bauhinia that always blooms in front of the grave...
If fate is a foregone conclusion, this life is an inevitable reincarnation of past lives.