He should have been a scholar in this world, but he fell into the green and red quagmire. Is it his own fault or is he helpless?
He originally wanted to live a happy life, but ended up shouldering the burden of the world. Is this the so-called destiny?
When a golden luan falls, it turns into a paper luan. How many chances does it take to fall into someone's sight?
Just one look, and finally seek perfection.
It is not easy to meet, and it is even rarer to know each other. This life is just a dream, and a dream within a dream is enough.
Paper luan dance. How can I see the cool breeze and the bright moon?
How can I see it, I am so ashamed that I cry, and feel so desolate.
Do you know that Luan crows passionately? There are many people wandering around the green bamboos.
If you wander around a lot, if you leave, who will Luan come out for?