If you could have your life over again, what would it be like?
At the age of seventeen, she ignored her elder brother's dissuasion and insisted on returning to China, but she did not want to be involved in the whirlpool of fate.
The lover was imprisoned, what was hidden behind him?
Why did the man who appeared at that time, sometimes gentle and sometimes sharp and decisive, break into her life?
Mountains and rivers are turbulent, and fate is wandering. If we can't stay together, please let me bloom beside you for a while.
And the love with you is just a river of tobacco, the wind in the city, and the yellow plum rain...