The shadows of red candles and lanterns will stay with each other in the next life. In one day, I can see all the flowers in Chang'an, and the glazed moon will be full of flavors. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city. The immortal Meng Fan is worried when he looks at the clouds, and the fairy Yu Gui looks at it and is full of color. They say that under the red candles, Mocheng is cold and the green willows are smoked, and when the immortal comes, the setting sun and warm wind make the old ship. Fate is intertwined, and the dust is the same. Where to find Chang Jian? Bamboo leaves and Jungle. Under the red candle of the fairy, you and I are no longer what we used to be. We are no longer the same fallen people in the world. Why should we have known each other before we meet. The cycle of cause and effect, the cause of the past life, the result of this life, has experienced all kinds of suffering, there are many sufferings in life, nothing can be compared with the mist of one life. Do you know that there are different opinions and the helplessness of being stuck in the quagmire, but you can compete with it and throw yourself into its arms with enthusiasm. The promise of charcoal burning in winter has not yet been gathered. When the clouds of the next life drift by, you will no longer be so happy that you will be sad and forget about it...
Concept: Fairy Tales