Love, love is so obsessed and confused, "Do you love me?" She asked "Love" and he said, "How about compared with the country?" She smiled slightly, looked into his eyes and was about to turn away, but was suddenly embraced. "The country? What does it mean to compare with you in this world?" She smiled, vaguely remembering that she had asked that man a long time ago, "Do you love me, compared with the country?" But he had no answer. She already had the answer in her heart. What he wanted was to be passed down through the ages.