The falling peach blossoms are fluttering in the rain, and the single word "love" is also fragrant.
Sima Jing is lucky, but he doesn't want to be a slave to love. Even if you escape from the Peach Blossom Land, there are still peach blossoms everywhere. Just like a slave cannot break free from the shackles, destiny cannot escape the arrangement...
The mirror image is reversed. Sima Jing is no longer afraid of the different peach blossom land, and the peach blossom luck is also my destiny.
Peach Blossom Spring, Peach Blossom Spring, peach blossom branches are blooming everywhere, hoping for that person to return...
Intention: love