The garden was filled with the fragrance of pears, and the actor on the stage had been singing solo for six years. He looked at the people in the audience with tears in his eyes, but he did not see the appearance or the colorful clothes of the dreamer at all. It was the same scene as the first time we met, the same clothes we saw for the first time, the same pink and white as the first time we met, but no one recognized his face anymore or asked about his heart. The tone is gentle, babbling and singing, the prosperity is gone, the dream is gone, the eyes are full of tears, but they are cold and ruthless.
That year, at the foot of Chang'an City, he stood on the tower, dressed in a costume, lightly daubed with pink and white, and his lyrics and music were desolate. The lyrics contained all the joys and sorrows, and he sang all the songs before leaving. It was just a song, but he never thought that he would become the body in the words and the person in the music. It was just the body in the words and the person in the music, and there was no such thing as deep love and longevity... There was an oath in the words that two people knew, but it eventually became a phantom, just like when he left for Taiwan after singing in a play...
Purpose: There is nothing wrong with love in this world, so why is it discriminated against because of family and gender?