Begonia Spring

As soon as the plum powder faded away the remaining makeup, and the new red begonia was applied. Under the blooming begonia flowers, the phoenix danced for nine days, captivating everyone. Under the veil fluttering in the wind, there is her looming sadness. He is the powerful prime minister, and she is a dancing queen who looks exactly like her ex-wife. He was the emperor who had power over the country, but she was just a beauty who only had other people in her heart. He only wanted to seize the country, and she only wanted to let him remember her in his heart. But he, with the country in his arms and the beauty by his side, could only watch the begonias in the courtyard fade and sigh to himself. Going round and round, things are unpredictable. When she loved him, he thought about the deceased woman and didn't even look at her. But when he loved her, she fell in love with him beside her. "I was wrong. I was wrong after all." She murmured to herself, and drank the bowl of poisonous soup decisively, not seeing his burning passion or his reluctance. When she died, all the begonias in the courtyard fell overnight. What is gone can never return to its past. From love to hatred, from hatred to hatred, most of the world can't escape one word - love. What is love in this world?