In the south of the Yangtze River, thousands of homes are darkened by mist and rain, while in the north of the Great Wall, the cold autumn wind blows. Xinli and Wen Xu, holding a solitary lamp, staggered forward in troubled times. I don't know how strong the wind and rain will be, but the deep love secretly throws away the fleeting years.
Concept: Emotions need to rely on reality to exist