This is an unbelievable encounter that even now seems like a dream. It is just a story between him and me.
The disabled boy I picked up at the beach couldn't speak or walk, and he was burdened with a thousand-year curse... I never thought that this would happen in my ordinary life, let alone that he was the love of my life.
The jianjia is green and the white dew is frost.
The so-called beauty is on the water side,
The reeds along the river are green and white, and the white dew in late autumn condenses into frost.
The person I think about day and night is on the other side of the river.
I went upstream to look for him, but the road was difficult and long.