The bloody rivers and lakes, the true and false world affairs, the ghostly and unpredictable human heart...
Who can swim freely in the rivers and lakes, everything is nothing, everything yesterday will die yesterday...
"Will you wait for me?" On the bank of the river, he caressed her face.
"Yes, I will wait for you no matter how long it takes." Her eyebrows were picturesque and her black hair was flying, like a fairy who had just entered the world.
In an instant, he suddenly understood how his father felt twenty years ago.