Containing light and carrying shadow, it is a famous sword from ancient times. In the gap between light and shadow, ten years have passed in Lingyue Valley.
Ten years ago, the quirky little girl stole his money as a beggar on the street; ten years later, the graceful lady in a white shirt swung down from the tree and her beautiful smile lit up the entire mountain.
In the long road of life, in the rivers and lakes, in the temple, she only wants to stay with the one she loves most. What remains in my memory is his warm smile, and what I cannot forget is his handsome back in a blue shirt.
The pillow is fragrant and the flower stems are leaking. We met as promised and chatted after dusk.
Covered by silver screen, weeping green willows. Where is the flute playing, silently and affectionately?
"Rujian, let's go." He stretched out his right hand to her, with a clear smile and infinitely gentle eyes.
"Yes." She responded softly, walked over and put her hand into his palm, her shy face full of happiness.
This is a legend belonging to two people,
Teacup pages, turning around are sword tactics
The afterglow of the flute, helpless as a soldier
Green mountains and green waters, never separated from the hidden moon
From now on, I just want to hold your hand and be free,
In this life, we will never be apart.
This is a legend in my heart,
A story, a beauty, I want to give to you who are affectionate and righteous.