In Luoyang's dance pavilion, calligraphy and ink are engraved on the Sansheng Stone, which is the love and mourning of half a season of flowers. However, no bridge can cross the sadness of the next life in the vast rivers and lakes. Who would spend half his life guarding that green tomb among the three thousand weak men? Ancient vines and old trees, who would spend half their life listening to all the mist, rain and falling flowers in Luoyang City? In the Luoyang Tower, listen to a rain, brew a pot of tea, and pour out the pictures of love and hate in the world.