This is a serious story about recovering love.
At that time, Qingshan Jun sighed and said that she was obsessed. She just smiled and said she was willing to stick to this obsession.
Now, all the music and songs have disappeared with the wind and smoke, and the memories are shattered to pieces. Is her persistence still worth it?
The brilliant sound is like a dream, and it will go away slowly.
Li Sheng, please forget me.
At that time, with her eyes full of smiles, she made a promise to drink with him in front of the flowers and under the moonlight.
Now, he looked at the treetops in the moonlight and suddenly burst into tears.
Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river island, what do you want?
Yan Su, I will definitely live up to you.
When the dance stops and the flowers fade away, people are still there, and when the music and music have dispersed, it feels like they have returned home.