Song Jingyuan is waiting, waiting for spring, waiting for summer, waiting for autumn, waiting for winter, waiting for the magnolia to bloom, waiting for his return.
Wu Chen looked back at him in the vast sea of people. She decided to love him right then and there, from her youthful enthusiasm to her gray hair.
He was wrapped in the wind and snow of Beijing and knocked on her door. She almost burst into tears at that moment.
She had no way of knowing that what she thought was their first meeting was a reunion for him.
Time has traveled too far, and the places it has passed through have changed greatly.
"I understand your ambition and believe in your character. Go ahead and I'll wait for you to come back and marry me."
"Clear love, just for the country and her."
"Life is endless from generation to generation, and the river and the moon look the same every year. One generation comes and one generation goes, and the sun still rises. Follow your heart and don't leave any regrets."
"All living beings, ordinary people, also have firm beliefs in their hearts."
"Honor, disgrace, life and death, all have their destiny."
"No one else matters, love comes from the heart."
"You choose the country, I choose you; you love the motherland, I love you for the motherland."
"Wu Chen, in the next life, be a big tree and stand for eternity without a sad posture. Half of it is peaceful in the dust, half of it is flying in the air; half of it is scattered in the cold, and half of it is bathed in sunshine."
Born between heaven and earth, walking in the world of mortals, he should be like the red sun, with a bright heart. This is what his heart wants, and it is also what she wishes.
Wear red flowers when you leave, and wear the national flag when you return.
The snow collapsed, thousands of miles of loneliness, and the young man's passionate love and lofty ideals were buried forever.
Intention: Childhood sweethearts, running in both directions, loving the world
