Flowers bloom and fall, and her life is like a fragment of a flower among the flowers. When it falls, she just listens to the wind and sighs. The past life passed suddenly is like a dream in memory. When you wake up, only some memories remain. In this life, can she take every step calmly?
The end of life, the beginning of a story.
Their stories are helpless, sad, and embellishments in troubled times. There was nothing wrong with them, it was just that they met the right person at the wrong time. So, if he has changed, has she also changed?
The princes are fighting for the world, wars are raging, and the smoke is everywhere. Looking back, things have changed.
She said: I hope the windows are open and the west wind is cool. Step calmly, step on Lisang.