That year, the begonia flowers bloomed. She is dressed in red, her beauty is shining; he is dressed in white, his grace is outstanding.
At that glance, the love reached deep and deep. However, fate plays tricks on people, and love is deep but shallow.
"Begonia flowers bloom, see you again in the world." That promise became a lifelong regret for each other.
From then on, she put on his favorite white clothes and wandered around the world, no matter how heartless or ruthless she was.
A sword, a pot of wine, a purple jade flute, playing a song of endless lovesickness, waiting for you to return.
Romantic, romantic, chivalrous and tender, seeing all the prosperity in the world, nostalgic for the mortal world.
Who can enter the Acacia Gate? Who can relieve the pain of lovesickness? Who can tie a lovesick knot?
Lying drunk in the rivers and lakes, complaining of helplessness, where does the love go to express the meaning of lovesickness.
(Women dominate the world, drunkenly embracing beautiful men)