XA Remains Unchanged for Ten Thousand Years

Someone once told me that the most beautiful time for cherry blossoms is not when they are in full bloom, but when they are about to die, and the fine petals of the flower wither and float in the air. I vaguely heard the desolate and sad singing of Xingjiu echoing in the high sky, countless birds gathered and dispersed, and the cherry blossoms came cruelly like a sad death. Like falling snow, gently falling down, pink petals spread all over the sky. Although the flowers have fallen, the fragrance is still there, and can be sniffed in by travelers, refreshing the heart and mind. Flowers, together with colorful butterflies, dance youthfully. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.