I searched for her for three years before I found her dissipating image in the red maple forest watered by her soul.
"Are you coming to see the leaves again?" Her voice was as soft as a dream, and her figure was so pale that it almost melted into the autumn wind.
I stretched out my hand, and a maple leaf passed through her translucent palm and fell on my hand. Once upon a time, it was difficult to change the sea - since her, the mountains and rivers have lost their luster, and reincarnation has lost its luster.
Spring flowers, autumn moon, stars and stars are all in vain; only love that remains unchanged can cut off reincarnation.
"Looking up at the red leaves to express my love - the red flying all over the sky is her love letter to me that will never fade.
Purpose: We spend our lives exploring love and being loved