It was an era of long gowns and wide sleeves, and singing to the fullest.
It was also an era of murderous intent and sword flashes.
The sparse shadows are horizontal and slanting, and the faint fragrance floats.
Once you travel through time, who will control the ups and downs?
A beautiful woman from a different dynasty in troubled times, and a peerless young man.
Gatherings and separations, mixed joys and sorrows.
Who fell in love with whom, and who missed whom?
Looking back dejectedly, I see the mist through the clouds, but it is just a journey in the world.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams.
If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night...