That year, you walked through the wind and snow into my eyes, but I was just a drop in the ocean, falling into the world of mortals for you, but it was just a flash in the pan. The bright moon hangs high, but it cannot reflect the coldness in my heart. Because of your appearance, my fleeting years are no longer like water, and I have no choice but to take a ladle of turbid wine to drink away the thoughts of my past life. I hope the dust can fall, I hope the misty rain is no longer misty, I hope this lone goose can take away the desolation of autumn. The good fortune in the past can only become a thing of the past. But Xun'er will never forget the encounter in Peach Blossom Forest. Nowadays, the yellow flowers cannot bloom as tenderly as they used to, so Xun'er has no choice but to leave in a hurry. Jinfeng, if there is an afterlife, Xun'er will definitely look back...
