A lifetime is as brief as a plant's autumn.
Zhu Yesheng's love surged in three moments.
All told, she and Yan Tingfeng were together for only twenty-seven days. Yet in that brief time, this humble, insignificant woman wandered into a magnificent, dreamlike illusion.
At the end of the story, Zhu Yesheng got her wish, and Yan Tingfeng became immortal.
I seem to see that young man running across the wilderness, facing into the wind, chasing will-o'-the-wisps. The grass and trees are lush, the mountains stand silent, and the moon hangs high. He never stops.
