The crimson color flowing all over the ground is drunk for whom? No matter how beautiful the country is, without you, what kind of world would we have? Laughing and singing wildly, getting together and being separated, it is all just a dream after all. Qionglou Yuyu, I can't hide the loneliness at the corner of my mouth. The delicacies of mountains and seas are not as good as the ordinary side dishes you made by yourself. When the misunderstanding is over, let me take you back to your hometown. A collision of love and destiny, an entanglement of love and hate, a silly laugh, holding the hand of the son, and growing old together with the son.