Thousand years is not a complex that cannot be let go, it is a melancholy that penetrates the eyes but is not sad.
In the past thousand years, the leaves have fallen and the flowers have bloomed, the water is weak and the beauty cannot be found.
It turns out that thousands of years are reincarnation. It took him a thousand years to no longer have the crazy desire in the south of Ruoshui, but there is no trace of beauty on the bank of Ruushui.
Yang, for love, thousands of years of memories, a touch of landscape, smudged out - who is she?
Squinting eyes, sunset, salty tears...
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