All my life, plants and trees are in autumn, and a pot of sake blue skirt is accompanied by Feng Ling. You say there is no safe place in the ends of the earth, but how do you know that the hero was finally locked up by a beautiful woman? The autumn wind turned the vicissitudes of the world into an unbearable past. When loneliness turns into a bouquet of red flowers and the night is gorgeous, where will an enchanting lotus flower be born? Under the lava of snow-capped mountains, it is always said that rivers and lakes are too difficult, human feelings are too light, and the world is too fake. But we don't know how to make Jianghu lose its original intention. Is it in the long night? You will listen to a bleak dance of guqin and the tragic life of a beautiful girl to pay homage to those beautiful flowers that have passed away, such as water. If it is drizzling and the plums are green, who will walk along the broken bridge carrying the Millennium myth with a paper umbrella, sigh the time, and weep over whether the past is lonely or not, you will stare at a river and whisper: With you, the time is quiet and beautiful; If you cherish it, why do you miss it now? ...