The red clothes are floating, the red flowers are scattered, the beautiful face is charming, and the world is fascinated.
But there is no choice, because of the curse, if you don't touch anyone, your soul will die.
The curse words dissipated when the two touched each other, and tears fell like rain.
The two have forgotten each other, they are gone long ago, the words are spoken, and the heart is empty and silent.
Naihe Bridge, I miss you, I am alone and cannot forget you.
Knowing the king's intention, I avoided him, but I had no intention of meeting him again.
Red maple leaves float quietly by, where the wind blows and the water blows.
Bai Lingsha, with green silk hair, travels around the world in search of an antidote.