A gentle and humble Chinese medicine practitioner & a quiet and self-consistent writer
Two threads growing in a peaceful dogma, entangled in each other's souls.
The lingering sound of childhood piano has spanned many years, mountains and seas, and echoes again in the jasmine season in each other's lives.
Fate is like a circle, going round and round, it will eventually return to the original point.
Only if we are destined to be together can we stay together for the rest of our lives.
Rongcheng and Bay Island face each other across the sea, and thoughts and love have formed a solid bridge.
The soothing aroma of herbs and jasmine in the room infiltrates the heart and spleen of the person who is typing at his desk under the warm yellow light.
When the jasmine flowers and the rainy season come as scheduled again, there is a deep blend of lake water under the two calm lakes.
Qu Qingyi looked out the window at the jasmine branches that had been silent for many years. They seemed to have sprouted new buds and produced new buds. Next to them, there was Xu Jingyi who was carefully pruning the branches and leaves.
On an ordinary afternoon, two figures sitting next to each other on chairs looked at each other and smiled. The jasmine flowers not far away were in full bloom.
Concept: Ordinary life also has rich colors
