The moonlight was melting, with red flowers and green bamboos, she leaned against the pavilion, waiting quietly with a shy face;
On the fragrant path of the small garden and the sparkling lake, he walked hurriedly, but the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously;
The light gauze was whirling, and the fragrance of Rui Nao was lingering. She exclaimed in her dream, sitting alone on the quilt, red tears falling.
Three exquisite people, a fate of children, grievances and hatreds, a family, a country and a world, but in the end, they are nothing more than a lifelong dream...