Naihe Qiaotou Naiheyi

The road on the Naihe Bridge is Naihe, right and wrong do not cross the Wangchuan River. There is no right or wrong in front of the Sansheng Stone. I meet Po Meng by the Wangxiang Terrace. The flowers on the other side are thousands of green, the maples are slanting, the river is full of melancholy, and the green eyes slowly pass by. A gust of wind blew by, and the singing was beaten to pieces. There seemed to be an afterimage at the end of the bridge, singing along: "Naihe, the road on the bridge is Naihe..." There is a flower on the other side of the bridge. Legend has it that as long as the soul picks the flower on the other side, it can revive the dead and recall the past life. "If there is an if, will you choose to save her or let me restore my memory?" "If... There is really an if... I can abandon my mission. What is the need of the world, and what is the fear of hell." "Well... If there is an if... Then, no one can stop us from staying together!" It turns out that a thousand years of waiting is not worth a hundred years of waiting. When we meet again in the future, you will think of that stranger who shaved his bones and waited for your promise no matter what...