Spring at the Imperial Palace

Perhaps it was all for one person, perhaps for one heart.

After turning back a thousand times, all that remained was a sense of regret.

She shattered the mountains and rivers, all to end one love.

She let go of old grudges, all for that one person.

Every encounter was like a soft spring rain falling in the misty days of the third lunar month.

She, he, or they

simply met in a time that was beautiful, yet filled with heartache.

One encounter, one fleeting lifetime, and from then on, they lived in each other's hearts.

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