Men are warlords, and women are definitely not white!

Jinling Rain in Plums in Beiping

Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.

When signing the marriage certificate, he smiled and said to her, "You were born to marry my family."

Her hatred is fierce, but for the word "home country", it has nothing to do with you!

However, fate predestined that she and he always reach the same goal by different routes.

The stormy Peiping and the transformed Jinling, is it in the dream that they live comfortably and safely?

Dream broken jiangbei, whoever goes back;

In the blood spattering rain, whoever endures gradually becomes silent.

Grind jade into powder

He, the arrogant Beiping rumbled,

She is the apple of Shanghai commander's eye;

He did everything he could to get her,

She is as stubborn as a moth, and everything burns;

An accidental flight race,

Attract years of entanglement;

When she died,

Only to find it was him!

Ten miles in the ocean field, in the soft fragrance wind, the war is raging, shouting to kill the sky, and the princes are fighting for hegemony.

But if the prosperity is gone, where should she go with him?

One lane and a penumbra

From the Beiyang period to the reunification of the north and the south, from the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War to the civil war, from leaving home to facing each other across the sea.

From the South China where clothes are fragrant and temples are shaded, to the ever-changing Beiping, from Hong Kong forgotten by the world to Chongqing, the capital of rebirth.

From an orphan girl wandering overseas to a chess piece with dual identity, from a generation of celebrities to the wife of the governor Huo Qing.

From 19 19 to 1999—

Where the starting point and the ending point overlap, Baishan tea in Minggu is in full bloom again.

She, coming slowly from a century away.

Jiangnan hate

After the storm, where are the traces? Drift into the pool and become a pool of duckweed.

She is just a chess piece, so to her father and so to him.

What she wants is nothing more than plain happiness, and what he wants is a country of mountains and rivers, which will last for a hundred years.

Is she guilty or predestined? Is it sad or happy?