"Half" cup of leftover tea has not yet cooled down.
The separation of "life" and death makes people worried.
"Peach" flowers are falling all over the sky,
When will the "flowers" fall to an end?
Flowers bloom and fall of their own accord, and the coming and going of spring urges people to grow old. When the lingering resentment in the palace is broken, when will the old hatred in the world disappear?
One is a scheming princess of the Southern Han Dynasty who seizes power, and the other is a taciturn prince of the Southern Tang Dynasty who has deep emotions. In the troubled times shrouded in the wars of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, they quietly developed a love...
This love is not earth-shattering, nor is it unprecedented, but in each other's silence, the gorgeous flowers withered before they bloomed...
To take off a piece of moonlight, you need to hide your hatred;
Cut off a lifetime of melancholy and find the direction of true love;
Cut an inch of tender intestine into pieces and don't let the tears flow;
End the love of a lifetime and look at all the vicissitudes of things with a smile...
Endless dreams of rise and fall, endless lamentations of sadness, this fruitless fate, where should they go...