In the first and eighth years, in the white snow, the young man was determined for life at one glance.
In the following decades, the image of the little girl giving him a branch of red plum with white snow on her head haunted him every day.
In the fifteenth year of Chuhe's life, when the spring was in full bloom and the peach trees were in bloom, he saw her again. The soft little dumpling had grown into a mature child, and every move, every move and every smile was filled with the cunningness of the past.
In the twenty-fifth year of Chuhe's reign, the little girl who gave him red plums finally put on a red dress and became his wife.
There is white snow flying, and there is red everywhere. The long street is bustling with people, including weddings and funerals.
Later, she thought countless times that if it hadn't been for their encounter in the snow that year, his subsequent life would not have been so bleak, and he would have been lonely and helpless throughout his life.
It's a pity that God's arrangements can never be changed by anyone. They are all people in the story, and their development can never be as they wish.
In the past, Bai Jingzhi had parents who protected him and lived a lively life. Later, when his father died in the line of duty, he put on armor and became a mighty young general, thinking of protecting his family and country. After a hundred years, he returned to his hometown and was stable for half his life.
But then his little girl disappeared, and his life was no longer stable and smooth.
He later fought in all directions, and when he was over fifty, he guarded his little girl. Half of his life was peaceful and smooth, and the other half of his life was wandering and lonely.
Intention: love