The soul of the painting pavilion disappears, the eyes of the building are broken, and the setting sun only sends the waves far away.
Endless sorrow is the sorrow of separation, and I have thought about it all over the world.
He once had a deep love for her and would never leave her.
Unexpectedly, he turned around and married his sister, and all the love in the past was gone.
When all the prosperity is finally in the past, looking back suddenly, can he still gaze at her and hold her hand?
Concept: Drops of water can penetrate stones, love is hard to break and love is lost