The beautiful years are long and graceful, have you ever known a misunderstanding?
The mud under the spring, the marriage passed by the delicate hands, how is the whiteness of the bones revealed?
How did Jinhua's painting "I'll be home soon, don't think about it" and Tan Su's hand-drawn heart "I'm thinking about you" turned into a threadless grudge and hatred of "the exquisite dice and the red beans"?
The pear falls in the center of the moon, dancing gracefully into the intestines as the bitter sandalwood is drunk;
Love is sold in the underworld, and it is so subtle and elegant that it leaves behind tears in the pillow.