In the frosty and snowy Jiangnan, people speak slowly, and at dusk the crow crows over the distant mountains. The playing of four strings is as cold as silver toads, and the singing of a song makes those who hear it go crazy.
Looking for old things, missing each other, and dreaming of farewell to mountains and rivers. Now my mind is full of promise, and I have had a few good nights with wind and dew.
——Tiao Zhi "Partridge Sky"
In the past, the prince was now the king of the county, and he cared for the orphan with a single promise. A female general from a border town and the prince of a vassal country are destined to fall in love and kill each other. The horse is in the autumn wind in the north, and the apricot blossom is in the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River. Thousands of miles across mountains and rivers, looking at each other with sincerity and sincerity, how much affection there is.
Intention: Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, so much affection.