Lingbo couldn't reach Hengtang Road, but he watched Fangchen go. Who can spend the golden years? Yueqiao Garden, with its narrow windows and red doors, is the only place where spring is known. The flying clouds are rising slowly into the twilight sky, and the colorful pens are filled with new heart-breaking sentences. How much leisure and sorrow are there? Yichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind, plums are yellow and rainy!
Nineteen-year-old Su Liuyu met twenty-five-year-old Xuanyuan Ye. One is the young prime minister who is calm, wise, and calm; the other is the ruthless, resolute and resolute prince. A love-hate entanglement due to the parents, fear of love, fear of loss.
I thought I could only stay away from you in this life, not look at you, not let myself miss you, and pretend that you were just passing through life inadvertently. I discovered early that I couldn't control myself, hugged you, said I didn't care about you, said I hated you, and then I had the courage to let you go.
Buddha said: How much love is left in the world to welcome thousands of changes in the world.
When I met you, I had already forgotten to ask the Buddha. It was a calamity and a fate.
It turns out that love is nothing but reunion and separation. The first time we met, we had already recognized it. It turns out that we are just a prison, and time flies by, and the dusk is misty.
The twilight light, thousands of flowing snow, the Six Paths of the Ancient Style, the water forgets the world, the golden flowers on horseback, the memory of old clothes, the city ya, the sigh of blood-stained cherry blossoms
At the end of the dream, the beauty on the side of the sword. Who will I drink tea with under the moon in this life? With a glance like water and moonlight, I will abandon the picturesque country to wander around the world with you.