Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, but nothing except Wushan was like clouds. I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king. Many years later, when Qiao Ruo saw him again, this poem suddenly came to his mind. Because I have met you, other people in the rest of my life have long been overshadowed, and I only miss you.
If companionship is love, for Yin Sui, it is light and salvation.
Intention: Love, like all emotions in the world, is holy and noble. It is precisely because the world is full of emotions that there are various colors. I want to write a beautiful love that is unswerving and unswerving until death, so that those who have doubts or are confused about relationships can find the strength to warm themselves and move on.