Lotus boats fill the lake, contrasting with a pair of bright blue clothes.
She slowly walked across the wooden bridge leading to the small pavilion in the middle of the lake.
In the end, she still didn't wait until the pond full of flowers bloomed.
But at this moment, she herself is a blooming lotus.
Extremely beautiful. But he was helplessly pale, as if his heart had stopped beating.
The wind and rain can no longer shake her dead heart.
She dances with the wind and rain...
At the bridge...
In the small pavilion...
On the lotus leaf...
Finally disappeared into the cold lake water