Tu Ling is the evil consequence of war, meeting is our destiny, resistance is the trend of history, persistence is our belief, fetters are the continuation of ten years, loving you is my unswerving loyalty, parting between life and death is a poignant quatrain... He is stubborn and gentle, and gradually matures; strong and forbearing, But she is soft at heart; the cry-loving and sensual sister, the elegant and beautiful lady, the silent and resolute brother... Between you and me, it is like a red mist that blurs war and peace, blurs ten years ago and ten years later, blurs life and death, and blurs the road leading to you.
Conception: