Autumn Shang Farewell Love

Autumn is deep in Chang'an, and ginkgo trees cover the steps. Shen Qingci, the legitimate daughter of Taifu's Mansion, and Gu Yanci, the prince of Jing'an Marquis, are accompanied by green plum trees and their love is deeply rooted. They once made a pledge of eternal love under the ginkgo tree, agreeing to stay together for the rest of their lives and never leave each other year after year. He was a young man as gentle as jade, who had tied her hair, picked up ginkgo trees for her, promised her ten miles of red makeup, and promised her a stable life; she was an infatuated and lonely woman in plain clothes, who had engraved his promise in her heart, waiting for him to return in triumph in armor, waiting for him to spend the day and night together. However, the flames of war were raging across the northern Xinjiang, and his family and country were the most important thing. He said goodbye to her in tears, and rushed to the battlefield in military uniform. The soft words of "Qing Ci, wait for me to return" finally turned into a distant extravagant hope, a life and death obsession that spanned ten years. After ten years of cold and summer, the ginkgo in Lan Yuexuan has withered and turned yellow. She guards the empty courtyard, the old things, and the waiting with no return date. Frost gradually grew on her temples, and the passion in her eyes disappeared. She rejected all admiration, and was left alone. Only the jade hairpin hid his unsent last words, and his notes were filled with his unsaid lovesickness. The half jade pendant was the only comfort for her ten years of obsession. After ten years of clinging to him, he never waited for his return; his heart was full of lovesickness, but it turned out to be an empty thought. On a cold night with heavy snowfall, she sacrificed her life for her love and went to his appointment, ending these ten years of loneliness and care. They were buried together in Qingshan, their souls depended on each other, and their loyal maids stayed with them all their lives. Later generations wrote books just to remember this infatuated love that was engraved in their bones and this irreparable regret. No matter how yellow the ginkgo is, it will be hard to find its home; sleeping on the green hills together will live up to the lovesickness. A story about childhood, a parting between life and death, and an elegy for love, "Farewell in Autumn" expresses the most profound longing and the most regretful affection in the world, making everyone cry while reading it.