Flowers are fragile, love is empty, and night dew is like jade.
The poor family is in silence, and the beautiful woman is alone.
"Can we really not go back?
But as before, I am willing to stay with you for the rest of my life, holding hands by your side..."
Looking at the stars and river, the night light is cold, drinking and talking happily, but only tears are flowing.
"I really love you and pity you so much, but maybe I won't have the chance in this life..."
The dreams of butterflies dispersed, and my heart became dull. I sighed longingly when I recalled the king.
"Perhaps no matter how deep the grudges are in the past, they can't be compared to a long-lasting love..."