"The peach blossoms are falling, the leisure pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is still there, it is difficult to trust the brocade book."
The woman under the winter plum tree that year, the man by the willow bank of the river that year.
The unforgettable love that year, the heart-wrenching parting that year.
In the blink of an eye, things changed and people changed...
"Let's go! I'm not your Xihan!"
"No, Xihan, you will always be my Xihan!"
A tree of bright red plum blossoms disperses with the wind, and there are many people's joys and sorrows hidden in it...