Peach Blossom Pond is deep in thousands of feet. Wang Lun sent me a message.
We met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? Neither of us is happy until eternity passes.
Dear, but how much love does an inch of grass have when it gets three spring rays?
Friends and relatives in Luoyang are like asking each other a piece of ice heart in a jade pot.
After three months of war, a piece of news from my hometown is of great value.
Love and freedom are precious, and love is more expensive.
If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, is it a matter of time?
In heaven, I would rather be a wing bird than a branch on the ground.
Asking what love is in the world only teaches people to live and die together.