He said that Lang rode a bamboo horse to make green plums around the bed, but it was a pity that the green plums withered and the bamboo horses were old. She said that he regarded it as his tears and also his lake, but it was a pity that the moon in the lake was the moon in the sky, but the person in the tears was not the one he loved. Baishui, who has gone through a thousand calamities and hardships, has been searching hard in this hot galaxy, because you are mine, the ideal in the world......