She met her in a heavy rainstorm at night, and she and she once walked together in the vast world.
Looking back for a moment, what kind of time did she want to recall?
Her worries were only buried in the past.
Red beans grow in the southern country, and when spring comes, they will sprout a few branches. I hope you can pick more of this stuff...
It was a flower that bloomed only for her.
If the sky has feelings, the sky will also grow old.
In this world, there are only her and her flowers, slowly growing old under the ravages of time.
They say the grass is ruthless, but she doesn't think so. The flowers are gorgeous and the mountains and fields are lush. How could she know that she is waiting for an old dream to return?
If she is willing to look back on this time, if she is still willing to walk hand in hand with her.
The sky and the earth are thundering, and there are ten thousand towers. Is it possible to find a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation?
I see you like a lotus branch, and you see me like a lotus branch.
Like a flower or a dream.
Is there any way to break this twin thunder tribulations?
Traveling through time and space, crossing the stars at night, I come here for you, waiting for time to be buried again, spring to spin silk, old thoughts to take root, and all things to revive.
I wish to see you again, your smiling eyes, the long world, the vast waves, and hand in hand with you.
Intention: Love and kindness are the greatest forces in this world. It can hurt people invisible, but it can also save people from fire and water. When life and soul are placed at the two ends of the scale, what is your choice?