If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly? It is easy to change the old people's hearts, but it is easy to change the old people's hearts. On the Peach Blossom Festival on March 3rd, we only meet each other for the first time in life. The prosperous and prosperous times are fleeting, and the beloved is not here. This feeling can be remembered. The country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, old friends meet again, and there is a blood feud. The good feelings are still there, and the warm promises are made, but hatred becomes a barrier. Forget all the deep resentments, and only show tenderness to each other, which is no match for the deep love between brothers. The one who hates, loves so deeply that there is nothing to repay; the one who loves, rejects everything, and has nothing to rely on. The national humiliation is hard to avenge, the lovesickness is hard to abandon, where will the heart go...