The fragrant spring orchid, under the peach blossom tree,
The red dress is like fire, seductive to the bone, falling from the sky like a god, with a playful look in his eyes! ?
Summer lotus blooms, and the fragrance bursts.
Tsing Yi is like water, with vast expanse of blue waves. He hugged her with tears in his eyes and comforted her softly: "Nianqing, you still have me."
Autumn chrysanthemums are in full bloom, gorgeous.
Purple clothes are like clouds, free and easy. In the sea of flowers, he held her hand and said word by word: "Nian Qing, we are relatives, forever."
The winter plum blossoms are proud and graceful with ice and snow.
White clothes like frost, cold and lonely. When she desperately wanted to die, he hugged her tightly: "Nian Qing, we promised that we would never leave."