I have an iron flute from the south of the Yangtze River, and I want to lean on a branch of fragrant snow to blow through the clouds of Yucheng.
Pei Qingyan: "I will definitely choose what I really want and will not give myself a chance to regret."
Qin Jia: "Can't I really be your lover? Let's see as we walk, maybe one day the right time and place will be right for you."