The first time I met Gu Chuan, we met in March when the peach blossoms were in full bloom. He was on the horse and I was under the horse. His heroic figure was hidden in the hazy night. He smiled and stretched out his hand to me. Gu Chuan, whom I met for the second time, met me in a peach forest full of fallen flowers. He was on the tree and I was under the tree. His tender eyes were fixed on me. He picked the peach blossoms and pinned them on my chest. Gu Chuan, whom I met for the third time, met me on the battlefield where the enemy troops were passing through. He was outside the city and I was inside. A sonorous and powerful voice passed through the solid city wall. He raised his sword and rode towards me on horseback.
No.…
The Gu Chuan I know, the Gu Chuan I like, doesn't like me.
The Gu Chuan I know, the Gu Chuan who calls me Xiao Tao, has a girl he likes.
The willows of Zhangtai will break others, and the flowers of Xuandu will not change their past.
Xuandu is the peach blossom.
But I am not her.
Intention: love