A faint fragrance remains under the peach blossom tree, and hundreds of poems write about half-life old dreams.
He said that life after life, never leave.
He said I will have mercy on you for thousands of years.
But after all, everything is doomed and no one can control anything.
Even the eldest son of the Hou family and the bloody powerful ministers could not help themselves in the face of fate. Even though they tried their best, they might not be able to fulfill their original vows.
How could I know that things are difficult in the world at an early age, so I only accompany the strings with a smile.
Under the moonlight, I am ashamed to pray for a good marriage, and the peach red fades darkly to dye my clothes.
Who could have known that spring was about to end, so how could he bear to write poems about the summer and cold.
I have spent half my life laughing at the rumors, and my old dream has returned with a faint fragrance.
Intention: Glitz is easy to use up, but love between children is rare. Everything is destined and no one can control anything.