Kong Ming. . . The pulses are as thin as silk and as thin as waves. If the moon is not round, the flowers will fall easily, and I will be miserable all my life. I remember that at that time, the thatched cottage was fragrant, the stream was gurgling, and the apricot blossoms were lightly blooming and the swifts were flying together. . . . He has a feather fan, a silk scarf, a handsome figure, a talent for the world, and an ambition to help the country. When I first came to the Three Kingdoms, I was taken in by Kong Ming, and thus my dream-like Romance of the Three Kingdoms began. In troubled times, love is so difficult, but even so, there is always someone in my heart.