"Tao Yao Zhuo Hua, do you have any regrets?"
"I will never regret it in this life."
"Have you ever hated it?"
"No matter love, no matter hate, it is just my thoughts alone from beginning to end..."
When the peach blossoms are young, their blooms are burnt, and the lead blooms are completely gone, and the years have frosted them. . .