Why resist? Because we rage at the invaders' iron hooves, hate to see the old and young suffer, and cannot bear to watch our land shattered. Though our country is vast, we have nowhere left to retreat. Through the smoke of war, we see countless heroic souls, their spirits towering higher than mountains. They live forever amid the flames of war and are reborn in pools of blood. See how loyal bones lie beneath the green hills, their unyielding spirits guarding those hills. May there be peace and happiness in the land after we are gone.
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"Why me?
The answer is long. I'll spend my whole life answering it. Are you ready?"
In Republican-era romances, nine out of ten end in tragedy. A mistake someone makes in a single moment may be the right choice for a lifetime.
"Ying Ti, I love you. I'll have to repay you for the wedding I owe you in the next life."
"Perhaps having our names written together is the best ending we could have."
People will always charge forward, willing to be shattered to pieces, for something or someone. The wind begins at the end of a duckweed stem; waves rise from the faintest ripples.
Core Theme: Great love and patriotism
