Whether it was the Four Princesses of Heaven or Ye Pinyan, she had gone through many tribulations. She stood on the overpass of Heaven. Someone asked her if she could tell who she really was? Can you still see life and disaster clearly?
She looked lonely, now alone with the people she cared about, going their separate ways. Looking at this fate of origin and end, she could not see clearly what she could not let go of. It was those people and the past who could not let go because they cared about them. She could only sigh in her heart.
Concept: Classical