Next to the Sansheng Stone, on the Naihe Bridge, ask for a bowl of Mengpo soup, forget about the past, and set sail for life again.
But why, why was she the one who took the soup, she was the one who delivered the soup, but she could never forget the person standing next to the Sansheng Stone. He laughs, following the wind. The fiery red Bianhua flower swayed, and the tail of her hair brushed his face.
On the Naihe Bridge, beside the Sansheng Stone and the flowers on the other side, we passed each other and gradually walked towards each other's distance.
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