Lu Xian will probably never know that he has stayed in Su Huanian's heart for his entire youth. Every year when the gardenia flowers bloom, Su Huanian will wait for someone under the tree. Maybe the young man has forgotten his past agreement, but Su Huanian doesn't care, she wants to As long as the flowers are still blooming, she will continue to wait... Gardenias bloomed again this summer. Su Huanian sat under the tree as always. She stared at the flowers for a long time, and suddenly said: Lu Xian, I won't wait for you this year. After saying that, she turned and left without looking back. Su Huanian never came here again, but she could always think of the gardenia tree and the young man standing under the tree looking at her with a smile.
One dream over another, one person over and over again...
Intention: There are fifty strings on the brocade harp without any reason, each string and one column is reminiscent of the past.