It was the rainy season again, and the wind from the south of the Yangtze River brought a young general from the north. I don't know where this young general came from, or why he left without saying goodbye.
The arrival of the young general made the wind in the south of the Yangtze River soften. The breeze blowing across her cheeks was the girl's heartbeat and the heartache of parting.
The girl's heartbeat is like the spring breeze in the south of the Yangtze River, and the girl's heartache is like the heavy rain in the south of the Yangtze River. From the first agreement to the final separation, for her, it may be all in vain.
Later, the girl's support was gone, and what she longed for disappeared. She could only say to Yue every day, how are you in the distance? I will be fine no matter what. This is your wish, isn't it?
Purpose: Love in the Republic of China is beautiful, but it must survive reality