Lin Xiangshan said that she was like the sister-in-law of Ganlu Temple, full of spirit but stubborn. Ganlu Temple was built in Xiangshan, and love in the last nine months began in Linxiangshan. Her love is simple and rich, while his affection is warm but stingy. A person who is ignorant is nothing more than engraving memories in his heart bit by bit. A thought is like the ocean, and I would rather bury the warmth in my heart. Love requires the right time, right place, right people, and she doesn't understand. Love can't wait, he doesn't know. I stumbled through the desolate youth, and it was the Fragrant Mountain in September again, and the mountains were filled with bright red. Can they still go see the best season in Xiangshan?