The bright moon is like the water in Kunshan, which stretches for thousands of years without stopping.
That one look back thousands of years ago doomed the fall of this life.
Love is on the line, the heart beats loudly, and no matter how powerful weapons are, it cannot break it.
Drinking the love-forgetting water will make you forget your face for the rest of your life, but you will never forget your deep-rooted longing.
You said: "The flowers are blooming, and the word love is just a cloud of smoke."
But I said: "Flowers have their blooming period, and the beauty is endless. If you want to forget it, you will have to die, and it will lose its luster."
You turned around and left, leaving a long sigh: "Why bother to be so persistent and make your heart full of burdens?"
I smiled lightly, enjoying the beauty of the flowers before I rested, I enjoyed it like a sweet treat...