The flower on the other shore blooms for a thousand years and falls for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves will never see each other. Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined to life and death.
The flower of the other shore, the flower of the other shore, is a flower that blooms in the underworld and guides the soul to where it belongs.
Many people don't know that she is not for guidance, but for waiting, waiting for thousands of years, for the opportunity to meet him without any regrets.
Lan Ling looked at the light blue flower in his palm. Tears slid down his delicate cheeks and dripped on the petals. He murmured, "Chisha, Chisha, why are you so stupid? You know, know that I..."
Her face was lifted up, her long fingers wiped away the tears on her face, and she said softly, "Ling'er, Chisha, she just wants you to be happy."
Hold the flower in your hand tightly, hold it in your heart, Chisha, Chisha, I will be happy, we will be happy, so please, you must be happy in the next life.