A sad and charming love story at the end of troubled times,
That desolate sigh,
Guarding the boy who had been with him in life and death since he was twelve years old, he died quietly in the ice and snow.
That touch of pain sinking in his eyes,
Many years ago, there was a girl's smile that settled in his heart in the Zhuye Mountains.
It has nothing to do with country and beauties, nor does it matter about heroes and wine.
At that glance, the green hair turned into snow.
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