An encounter that was too long ago,
Deposited in the lonely heart.
Jiang Chengzi Su Shi
Dreams recorded on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yi Mao
Ten years of life and death. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost. At night, you suddenly return to your hometown with a deep dream. Xiaoxuan window, dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the place where the heart is broken every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine hills.