The flower on the other side blooms for thousands of years and falls for thousands of years.
The flowers and leaves will never meet. Love is not cause and effect, fate determines life and death.
Sad memories, matching fate.
The fate of the past life is not over yet, when it blooms on the other side.
Will we meet again after a thousand years?
--Thousands of years later, if we are destined, we will meet on Shuangji Mountain.
We passed each other time and time again, and our love was lost again and again.
However, among the flowers on the other side, facing the charming Manzhu Shahua. I hear your familiar voice.
Telling, whispering. When Mu Ran looked back, she saw a hazy image.
The Manzhushahua on the other side will surely bloom again.
Conception: