He is a free and easy-going young man from the capital, and he is drunk in the spring breeze.
Memories are like water flowing silently in front of the pale face and white hair,
He saw it,
Some people are afraid of love, and the yellow spring is blue and the sky is falling, and behind the white dragon fish's clothes are the picturesque mountains and rivers dyed red with his blood;
Some people have no hesitation in love and are foolish and greedy. Who is like him who has no regrets and exchanges his sincerity for a scam?
Some people stick to love all their lives, silently, leaning against the door and waiting for the queen to return from the moon, brewing the wine of romance.
After decades of romance, those people and events taught him that the word "love" is the most unbearable poison.
He smiled and said, "You've all got it, why can't I?"
I envy this life, but I do it for you.