March snows and the cold wind blows
A willow leaf is sailing along the current, and a plum blossom is floating in all directions.
In the end, they parked together by the river and rubbed hands together. Since then, we have been in the same boat through thick and thin, moving forward hand in hand...
The story of the cold-faced master and the gentle immortal
Concept: The dead bamboo remains unchanged, the fallen flower leaves a lingering fragrance