Falling Flowers in Autumn

The sunset in autumn fills the ground with sadness, which has entangled the Tang sisters for half their lives. They are close relatives connected by blood, the earliest light in each other's lives, and strangers who hide their unspeakable thoughts and dare not face their feelings directly. The elder sister is cold and self-possessed, burying all her feelings deep in her heart, pretending to be affectionate with indifference, guarding her silently, not daring to step out of the way; the younger sister is soft and stubborn, trapped in the years of being together, and her heart is full of her sister, approaching persistently, fearless of the eyes of the world. As the years go by, thoughts secretly arise, and taboo feelings grow wildly in my heart, wrapped in uneasiness, apprehension and restraint, twisting and turning in time. They have traveled through the spring and autumn, seen fallen flowers, and guarded the unspeakable secret through countless temptations and withdrawals. The autumn wind blows down the flowers, but also blows away the dusty love in my heart. Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, even if this heart is not accepted by the world, I am willing to give everything I have to keep this deep love that belongs to each other, let the falling flowers be the witness, and the autumn spirit will be my companion, and we will stay together until the end. Intention: fall