She traveled through thousands of years, with traces of light blue water
He is a childhood sweetheart
He is still as gentle as the spring breeze
How to laugh at the mortal world in troubled times
With hatred on her shoulders, can she face their love calmly?
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This article is divided into two parts. The first part focuses on ancient times, and the second part focuses on modern times.