Please accompany me to the dreamland of spring dusk.
The waving hand fluttered in the fog.
Don't awaken Yang Liuan's lingering past.
Turn into a wisp of smoke and disappear in the distance.
The warm afternoon flashed out patches of pink clothes.
No one can move that old window.
Linglong boy waited all his life on the shore.
Why can't you be the bride you want?
A touch of acacia is written on the face, and layers of parting are carried on the shoulders.
Tears streamed down her face, but all the words were still unsaid.
Look at the green mountains rippling on the water, and the sunset glow kisses the sunset.