The peach blossoms shine brightly. When the son returns home, it is suitable for his family.
The peaches are as beautiful as the peaches. When the son returns home, it is suitable for his family.
The peach is young, its leaves are pure. When the son returns home, it will be a good time for his family.
Yin Xiruo loves peach blossoms, not only because of this ancient and beautiful ballad, but also because of Qin Zian.
She still remembered that day under the peach trees, he held her hand and said they would grow old together.
But who would have expected that worldly affairs are as short as spring dreams, and human relationships are as thin as autumn coolness. Who would have expected that her love stories would be nothing more than his pretense and condescension.
She left with wounds all over her body and the obsession to seek revenge for her father.
Looking back, she saw Lin Lang's gentle features and said to her, "It's okay, Ruo'er, you just don't love me enough."
How could she live up to such deep affection?
The peach blossoms are as bright as my face, and your love is as deep as yours.