There are 34 saints in the world from ancient times to the present; the rivers and lakes have always been the rivers and lakes of the saints; saints, however, their unique status in the world needs to be obtained by the dirty and sad method of self-gong.
Perhaps it is fortunate that the current Sheng Yao does not have the ability to love others, so perhaps he will suffer less. But, really not?
That girl named Chen Yuan is the only bouquet of water that can stir up his heart in this life, but this bouquet of water is not the only one that ripples for him.
The rivers and lakes are in chaos, the mandarin ducks are scattered, and the glass is broken.
The moon is still full in the snowy scene in the west night, where I miss each other, forgetting each other, only remembering the sorrow of the fate...