If I want to be like what is described in "To the Oak", if I love you, I will never be like a climbing flower that uses your high branches to show off; I will never be like an infatuated bird that repeats a monotonous song for the green shade; nor will it be like a spring that brings cool comfort all year round; nor will it be like a dangerous peak that increases your height and sets off your majesty. I must be a kapok tree near you, standing with you as the image of a tree. The roots are clenched in the ground; the leaves are touching in the clouds. Every time the wind passed by, we greeted each other, but no one understood our words. We share the cold wave, wind and thunder, and thunderbolt; we share the mist, liulan, and hauni. I will take my first love to the grave, I will only love you for the rest of my life, and stand with you at the top. Are you willing to have this kind of love, Mr. Quan?
Mouli: This article is a bit of a Mary Sue, it's not serious, so don't take it too seriously. The purpose of this article is to save the people I like from disasters and ups and downs. This is not possible in reality, so I can only hope that they can all be happy in the article. The career of the heroine plays a large role in the article.