If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly? It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but it is easy to change the heart of an old friend... She is the princess of the Southern Dynasty. But because of an encounter, he was involved in a struggle; a marriage contract was called profit, and fame brought prosperity. With three thousand pieces of weak water, you can only drink from one gourdful. Whose life will be doomed by a smile at that time? Looking back thousands of times, intoxicated by spring, after all, it is the falling flowers that are careless and the flowing water that is ruthless. A song to send each other off turns into sadness; a simple promise touches loneliness; a parting song brings out the beauty at the end of the season. After all, how could he give up the country so picturesquely for her? How could she give up the heavy responsibilities of society for him? If it weren't for the depth of love, how could longing be so overwhelming. In that life, who will be the last message in the flourishing fireworks? That sentence, when the song ends and everyone disperses, who will become the final tie? Make wine with pine flowers and make tea with spring water. If you miss each other bitterly, drink three mandrakes. The poison is in the bones, the lovesickness is in the soil... In a state of infatuation, the two of them wish each other well, and the remaining warmth flows into the world. If we are destined to be separated in this life, we will sigh for thousands of years, just a dream, and we will say goodbye with the farewell! Maybe, after all, it was Mr. Zhuang who dreamed of butterflies, and you are both a gift and a calamity...
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