"Flowers are not flowers, dreams are not dreams, flowers are like dreams, dreams are like flowers, there are flowers in dreams, flowers bloom like dreams."
Thousands of mountains and rivers hide thousands of words. Together we searched for the true love in the world, but what we found was all in vain.
Love overtakes the body, love confuses the mind, and love locks the heart. Love, why is it so embarrassing?
The infatuated ghost-faced woman waited for many years, and what she got was a wrong love...
That passionate man would not hesitate to fall into this never-ending seven days and seven nights, just to get the woman to smile...
Under the setting sun, Le Ji played the piano and sang her heart's content, wishing to repay her benefactor for a past life love...
I searched for these fragments and pieced together the unresolved dream...
I know that when I wake up from a dream, it will turn into ashes.
But he said, "As long as I am here, this dream will never wake up."
Under the ginkgo tree, his figure is swaying, but his eyes are unwavering.
That day, he held my hand and embarked on the journey.
I don't know who he is, he is just my "His Royal Highness Ginkgo".
Who am I...
"Follow me, Yayan."
That's how the young Taoist priest called me.
And am I really what he calls Yayan?
Dreams will eventually wake up. Not even His Highness Ginkgo can stop it.
However, when I woke up from the dream, what was the truth I saw?