Is there a love story: heaven and earth, blue sky and underworld?
Is there a kind of love: a broad agreement between life and death, and the vicissitudes of life.
Is there a home that is peaceful and harmonious, with far-reaching happiness?
Do you have an oath: The mountain has no edges, the heaven and the earth are harmonious, and I dare to be with you.
Is there a place where I miss lovesickness: red beans in the southern country, Yuan Jun picked them.
Is there a place where I am worried? It's just on my brow, but it's on my heart.
Is there an agreement: the same green hair, the same snow on the temples; the same bed in life, the same grave in death.
Is there a person who: holds the hand of his son and grows old together with him; when the prosperity is gone, he sleeps with his son?
Some people's youth disappears in ancient alleys, exchanging eternal pursuit for an indifferent answer. Some people pass through time in the wind and snow, and the things around them are constantly changing, but he is the only one who remains immortal.
Some people say true love, then it really is true love.
Some people's childhood is buried in the love of a two-line play in Qingyi that has never been destined for three lifetimes. I saw your innocent smile in the deep palace, and I could only sigh lightly in response to your smile.
Some people are so distressed that they really just hope they can laugh from the bottom of their hearts.
There is such a kind of love, even if you try your best to hold it tightly, the sand between your fingers will still flow and pour out from your fingers. The harder you use it, the more it will be lost... Ugh?
Some people have certain things that they cannot and will never forget in their lifetime.
Some people firmly believe that those people are actually real people. In another world that we cannot touch, some people still exist in our memories no matter how long it takes.
If you disappear or never appear, the moment of light you left for me can burn for a lifetime.