A piece of broken flute, the road is full of sadness
The melodious sound of the flute sounded in the lonely smoke of the desert, and the fighting was sonorous and passionate.
The melodious sound of the flute sounds in the warm winter sun, sad and sad, lingering and scattered
This is a story about persistence and giving up
On the day when the family collapsed, Miss Su's daughter was rescued by an old servant who vowed to die and went to the Duan family, a family friend. Twenty years later, in order to revitalize the Su family's century-old foundation, he joined the army. As soon as the "autumn frost" appears, it becomes unstoppable and overwhelming. The autumn wind on the battlefield is full of desolation and helplessness of corpses wrapped in horse leather.
But the past entanglement with Duan Zeyan, the son of the Duan family, has become a cinnabar mole on the chest, rolling around in my heart for thousands of times, and finally pressed into the deepest part of my memory, and can no longer be touched.
All memories about you are so short, but forgetting is so long