We got to know each other in the mist and rain, silently holding on to our inner feelings. The broken bridge is still there, and all the worries are gone. She was alone in her nostalgia, and he was on the horizon. Looking back at the young man under the umbrella. Lan Qingli met him for the first time on a broken bridge under a misty rain. His white clothes were whiter than the snow, and she waited eagerly. A marriage contract and a conspiracy dragged her into an endless abyss of love and hate. No one still remembers that past, and the sorrow was gone for a long time. If she never forgets it, it can be regarded as a strength, and she is willing to hold on to this time. No hope, no disappointment, waiting forever and ever
If we meet again one day, we will never be separated in life or death. I want to ask you about the oath you made yesterday. Let go of the grudges and hide the attachment. Turn around and go side by side, leisurely in the world
Intention: Since ancient times, loyalty and justice have been in dilemma