You said, the lanes and streets of Xi'an are full of wind and moon, and later, the pavilion is leaning on the window, and the wine is full of sorrow;
You said, apricot rains on Lingshan, and love is sent to the plum garden. Later, the fog lost the tower, and the night was cold and the flute was disabled;
You said, at the spring dawn of Liudi, you want to see the lake, and later, the black awning shakes your dream, and you forget each other at the end of the world;
? Once upon a time, there was an oath between mountains and seas, and the love between children and children. In the end, people and ghosts took different paths, and dreams broke the West Chamber. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com