That day, in the peach blossom forest outside Gusu City, white clothes were as beautiful as snow, and black clothes were like ink;
That year, people in heaven and on earth roamed freely, walking hand in hand and smiling proudly.
Ah Xun, you said you would leave everything behind and travel with me as much as you want;
Ayao, when I return from guarding the border, I will retire with you and not care about worldly affairs.
Ah Xun, I love you.
Ayao, forget me