"Lan Ying floats in spring,
Yunrong Pavilion is raining,
Chenghong Bizhan Glass.
Views from high and low buildings,
The windows dance with ripples.
There is no light water,
The Qing Dynasty begins,
The leaves on the boat are like flying. "
The fate was due to a water ripple, a transparent and flawless jade. He said that the jade was just like her, so pure that there was no trace of stain. However, it was precisely because of such innocence that she encountered betrayal, the betrayal of love, which was so bitter that she could not let it go for a long time. When the water ripple fell into hers from his hand again, her heart changed.