Pingxie fan ancient style short story BE ending
Looking south to Lin'an, there is a smear of rain and the apricot blossoms are cold.
Looking at the royal capital from the north, half a lifetime of memories is stained with tears.
Looking south, there is a ting in Lin'an, where the rain is falling and the apricot flowers are cold.
Looking north, I have spent half my life in the royal capital, and my memories are stained with tears.