Legend has it that if you write a Waking of Insect poem called Love for the person you love and hang it under the tree where you met, the person you love will be with you forever."
""But the legend is false."
"But love is real, eternal love can transcend life and death."
""I carry your will and pass our common goal, then I will not be alone."
I once picked up a beam of light and returned it to the sun at sunset, but once, it only belonged to me.
If you were there in my dream, I would be willing to perish.
Intention: The poem "Jingzhe" is short, but I regret that the rest of my life will be long. Only when the flowers fall and people are scattered can we understand that this is the human world in front of us.