For you, we will slowly recount an old story in Peiping during the Republic of China, including the lions at Marco Polo Bridge and the pines at Tanzhe Temple. Old love sprouted here and ended here. The Kunqu opera is broken, the Peking opera is half out, the teahouse is watched, the lights are on, the new cinema smells of ice cream, the alleys of the bannermen, the rickshaw driver and the old woman washing their socks in the courtyard, in the chaotic world of great changes, love is destined to be powerless and pale.