I don't hate that these flowers have all flown away. I hate that the fallen flowers are scattered in the Western Garden. When the cold spring rain stops, where is the beautiful soul? Buried in snow and covered with silver, there are three colors in winter and spring, one is covered in pigment, and the other is willow green. If you look closely, you can see that they are not white pistils, but dots are like tears.
Exquisite as a spring breeze, it retains obsessions, is committed to the country, sheds blood, and thinks about heroes. It seems to be heartless, but it is secretly emotional. Because there is no return, the feelings are not expressed. If you want to say it, it is medicine from the bottom of your heart. It has entered the blood and the marrow.
Linglong is a heroine from two lives, reincarnated to seek revenge, and a hero in a troubled world. The two are side by side because of their home and country, but they are also emotionally wounded because of their home and country. They fight against each other, but they don't know the origin of their love, and they are deeply in love. After all, he can't let her go. If he has to choose between the country and his lover, maybe he will choose tenderness like water and a happy marriage like a dream. But where will her choice go?