Introduction:
The plain snow is falling and the white clothes are mourning. On the other side of the River of Forgetfulness, memories are still there on the road to the underworld. A few lines of tears on the Sansheng Stone. What kind of ending does a bad beginning mean? Is it like what others said? Flowers bloom on the other shore, but what can be done in front of the bridge? Perhaps the poignant aspect is the tears of care. She is the incarnation of the flower of the other side. The fate of Bana Flower is doomed. I was hurt by love in my past life. This life is still being written. Are the gears of fate the same as they were yesterday? The peach blossoms around me are constantly entangled, and it seems to be more successful, but the result...