Jiangnan Dream
Many years later, people still remember,
That early morning, in Qingyan Alley, two oil-paper umbrellas were held up, and two flower-like women passed by each other in an instant...
The same age as the flower, the same dream as the rain, leading to a completely different life...
Debts from past lives, feelings from this life, dreams from the next life
The small building listens to the wind, and the entanglements and wastes disappear into the mist and rain of Jiangnan...
She was originally an orchid in the empty valley, listening to the falling flowers, sitting and watching the clouds rise...
She comes from a famous family, with golden branches and jade leaves, and a beautiful and fragrant country...
A wrong marriage,
Whose love has been fulfilled?
Whose wishes did you disappoint?
Suddenly looking back, everything is gone.
I will never forget, dyeing clothes to conquer the country, dreaming about Jiangnan...