When I was a child, I often liked to wander alone in the fields. It was easy to imagine all kinds of fairy tales while wandering. When I grew up, those childish fairy tales have been forgotten. There is only one profound memory left, that is, if one day you stand at one end of the field, there will be someone at the other end who will tell you what is on your mind. Most of the time, you will be very afraid of standing at one end of the field, because I was afraid that if I did something wrong or told a lie, it would be told, so it was considered a scary fairy tale. When I grew up, I discovered that being able to tell a person's thoughts is a happy cuddle. When autumn comes, the fragrance of rice fills the air. Although the two people are on opposite sides, the two souls can hug each other across the golden rice fields and never be alone, so this becomes a beautiful fairy tale.
So when the grown-up Xiaowei stands at one end of the field again, who is standing at the other end?