That year, the sky was covered with red snow, and her white clothes were falling. With just one glance, her fate was sealed.
A year of ignorance, half a year of companionship, the matchmaker's words, and finally a mandarin duck with a red neck.
He doesn't let go of his heart or accept his feelings, but he keeps his word.
She cut off her love and buried her heart, leaving only her body.
Love is alienated, hates innocence, and has been separated for three years.
When we meet again, will our love be clear? Is there love?
You have a new face and I don't know my concubine, and a cloud and rain relieve my sorrow.
People are not yesterday, things are not today, and things in the past are restrained, can they be at peace?
Who holds that strand of black hair in the palm of his hand?
Who gets that square inch of glass heart?
Who becomes the most suitable person!
Who can cross the border with the beauty!
From then on, there will be no love or hate for the rest of my life!
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