Lang came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums. Many years ago, he was her sweetheart, and she was her childhood sweetheart; many years after he left, she unexpectedly received the news of his death, and her heart, which she thought had been calmed for a long time, could not calm down for a long time. So, she packed her luggage and started looking for traces of him by following his footsteps, but found that she was stumbled upon one surprise after another. It turns out that no matter how time flies, true love is like a beautiful thing and like a sweet wine. As the years go by, it never fades, but becomes more sweet, mellow, and soul-stirring.