I met him at the lantern festival and by the moat, but he was not the destiny of my life.
In Wanhua Temple, under the magnolia tree, I met the person who regarded me as my life. In the sea of flowers in the sky, the swing was swinging high. I looked up and looked into his eyes. That look seemed to travel through eternity.
Qingyu sighed: "Life is a dream of spring, and things in the world have become cool several times!"
Qingyan smiled, her eyes were tired, and she murmured: "The dreamer wakes up, and has been drunk for several times in the world of mortals!"
Years pass like water, flowers bloom and fall, and the breeze blows through autumn. The world of mortals prospers and fades, but who can resist it like the green mountains?
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