Flowers Fall and Flowers Bloom

Cuba's Crystal Mountain, a hazy love, a persistent waiting, a faint longing, and the helplessness of happiness. When she was young, she was a humble and self-pitying girl, but she had a pair of clear eyes; he was a prince riding a white horse, but he had an unknown childhood. When the heart-shaking eyes meet the gentle and considerate prince, what kind of ripples will be caused? The two met in the hot six summers, but they also parted ways there. Looking back a few years later, is he still the boy in her dreams, as brilliant as ever? Some people say that what people can never get rid of is fate. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowers fall and flowers bloom. In this web of fate, how will they escape and compose the love at first sight?