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Story introduction: Living above the temple, far away from the rivers and lakes. Watch the changing winds and sighs of love and hatred. How to cope when all the good things you once had collapse. This world has never been short of betrayal, never short of all cruel things, but the remaining tenderness and goodwill have become the tools of this intrigue. When beautiful family, friendship, and love become victims in troubled times. Will there be people who still believe in these warm things? Will there be people who still maintain the conscience that they first came into the world? Will there be people who silently stick to their beliefs and never change. In this story, everyone is the protagonist of this world, and everyone has their own world. In troubled times, the family and country are destroyed, but the country remains. Let's see how the children of Jianghu in troubled times carry forward their burdens, guard this great mountain and river, guard this light of the world, guard what they want to guard, and sing it for thousands of years.

That year, during the Lantern Festival, a little beggar got a bunch of candied haws, a small lotus-shaped lantern, and a smile that she still cannot forget. This smile was not like the flattery she had seen before, nor was it the mockery now, but a gentle and light smile that seemed to save all sentient beings. Five years later, it is still the Lantern Festival. At this time, she was still waiting on the street, but the difference was that she placed herself in a bright and beautiful place, singing the most beautiful song in the world in that attic. Time flies, and the years fly by. Once prosperous, it becomes lonely in an instant, leaving only ruins and ruins, and pavilions and palaces are wiped out. On the battlefield, holding a sword in his hand and wearing armor, he threw his head and shed blood just to protect the country. Before leaving, she sang the last war song for him, wishing him a triumphant return. However, she and he both knew in their hearts that their departure would mean separation between life and death, and there would be no time to see each other again. I don't know the origin of love, but I have already seen through the world of mortals and composed a song of separation to be passed down to the world!