The jianjia is green and the white dew is like frost. The so-called beauty is on the side of the water.
The leaves are luxuriant and the dew is still white. The so-called beauty is on the water's edge.
The jianjia is collected, but the white dew is still there. The so-called beauty is in the stream of water.
A piece of music is like a dream, which condenses youth and blows away half a lifetime.
This is their previous life.
Not this life.
His name is Yanling Zhuo.
His name is Song Qichao.
He is the Fourth Young Master of Yanling, a young general of the Han Dynasty.
He is Mr. Fusu, the master of Langya Pavilion of the Han Dynasty.
This is a heart-warming romance.
This is a dream of falling in love at first sight and falling in love again at three times.
At the age of ten that year, Song Qichao saw Yan Lingzhuo for the first time and took one look at him. The peach blossoms on his body and the red peach between his eyebrows seemed to be the same, and they began to get entangled.
He went to Lanting, General's Mansion, every night just to meet him.
He asked, "Why is Fourth Young Master wearing peach blossom clothes?"
He replied, "Probably just to meet you."
Yanling Zhuo finally married her at the General's Mansion.
In Song Qi Dynasty, a man worshiped under the peach blossom tree.
But every year when the peonies bloom, they go to the Peony Sea in Taocheng, where a pair of idiots are buried.
There are no tombstones or burial mounds.
There was only a large area of brilliant and graceful peonies in bloom. It seems to be telling that the idiot couple spent half their lives wandering in misty rain.
He is Liu Yaoqian.
He is Nie Shijing.
He is the Qing Emperor of the Han Dynasty who holds the world in his hands.
He is the former Qin prince Hongyi Chiqi.
This is not fate.
This is not a point.
It's a sin.
It's an obstacle.
He was determined to restore the country but fell into his eyes.
He swore not to love but melted into his softness.
That year, the big man failed him.
That year, he overthrew the big man.
He imprisoned him for a year and finally dispersed the peony sea.
Liu Yaoqian, it was just an infatuated mistake.
Nie Shijing stayed with Taocheng for ten days.
A sword seals the grudges.
In the old days, there was rouge and blood, and the dancing sleeves were mottled by the passage of time.
But when two hearts are in harmony, there is no lamp, no moon, no shadow.
Drowning for three thousand people, I only take one scoop to drink. I only drink your one scoop.
The so-called beauty is in the middle of the water.
I only hope to see you again after a thousand years.