The silk threads of the willows are made soft, and the wisps of smoke are woven into sorrow. Begonias have not yet rained, pear blossoms have snowed first, and half of the spring is gone.
Nowadays, it is difficult to recall the past, and return to dreams around Qin Tower. Acacia is only on the lilac branches and the cardamom tips.
Concept: Love is Jiang Qianyue