In this world, where everything is prosperous, I am so lucky to meet you.
It is said that the high priest Hou Sang sympathized with the common people and sacrificed his life for justice, but they did not know that Asang, as a woman, only wanted her husband to be well.
The loneliness and coldness are like the heartless poison of the world.
I still remember the sound of the shengxiao in my dream. No matter who cares about me wrongly, my black hair will turn into white hair. Acacia yew trees were planted in front of the yard, and no one has returned even though they are missing each other.