A lifetime of glory, Chang'an's blossoms staining the world with their splendor.
The white paper lanterns in the palace had yet to go out, while the vermilion pavilions and carved railings shone brightly.
The young man on the road needn't grieve. He only had to wait for the red spider lilies to bloom and fade.
At that time, the other side of the bridge was a hollow void.
Someone was waiting for him to light up this side of the bridge, then return to life anew.
There is a moon in Chang'an, and the sound of thousands of households banging their clothes. I like your profile so much~