It turned out that the colorful flowers were blooming everywhere, but they all ended up in ruins...
Do you know Shen Yu Luo Yan? Do you know that the flowers are shy and the moon is closed? Do you know what it means to be in full bloom, but left with ruins? The rolling dust of the world, the big waves washing away the sand, have buried so many beautiful families like flowers, like the passage of time... I drink wine to ask the moon, sing long songs while crying, listen to the lonely beauty, and sigh with white hair like snow...