He and she were childhood sweethearts, innocent and inseparable, and had known each other for twelve years.
That year, beneath the scholar tree, young and naive, they bowed to Heaven and Earth in a wedding ceremony.
After five years apart, they meet again.
She greets him with a smile, yet their reunion cannot escape blood and tears.
The red cord around her wrist has faded. How much time does she have left?
The flames of war have died away.
He holds the years in his hands, while she is trapped in a world in turmoil.
The long smoke disperses, and splendor fades away.
Fortunately, the beautiful music does not linger long.
In the end, they remember the past in silence.
All they can do is lament that fate has not changed.
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