Introduction: Jingmo Anran speaks sincerely, Xiaofeng hooks up the tent and covers the screen. The smoke in the smoke cage is thin and fragrant, and it is cool and lingering in this life. Flowers will eventually bloom and fall, but few people know that fate is entangled. The light ink brush turns into mist and rain, and the three-foot white scroll tells the story of life. When spring comes, the flowers fall silently, and the wind and rain in all four seasons are always related to love. In good times, I am accompanied by beautiful scenery. After the storm, it will be quiet and peaceful. The ink marks are as light as clear words, and the fragrance dyes the clouds and smoke for the rest of your life. In this life, I only wish to be with someone who is devoted to me, watch the clouds rolling and relaxing, watch the flowers bloom and fall, be silent and peaceful, and spend this life peacefully as before. No matter how many twists and turns, hurts, and calculations are still a thing of the past, this beautiful scenery will last for many years... If you don't leave me, you will never abandon me in this life.