On the seventh day of April, the tide was leveling the river, and with a startling glimpse under the moon, the girl's heart skipped a beat.
The wind, flowers, snow and moonlight, the love is in harmony, under the moon in Chang'an, the desert is full of green bells.
"Dear Yueming, there is no need to wait for me, find another lover."
In front of the Pink Bamboo Tower, the green bamboos were swaying in the wind, and it was suspected that an old friend was coming.
For the rest of my life, there will be no high place to live in, and I will only drink wine to the sky.
Purpose: No matter how profound the love between children is, it will eventually be lost in time and become a victim of righteousness.