He is a crow, crowing alone in the darkness, guarding his own happiness gracefully and cold-bloodedly, always dismissing the flames of war, as if he has never set foot in the chaos.
And he is a tree, blessed by nature. Looking at the world, he is the only one who can stand proudly in the troubled times and look down on the bloody storm. But he is tired of loneliness and would rather be drowned in the middle of the black swamp.
Until they met.
The crows flew back and forth beside the trees, and people said: Look, there is a tree beside the crows, how beautiful it grows.
But no one ever said: There is a crow beside the tree.
The branches are luxuriant and the crows are not roosting. Crow said: I will accompany you, but I will not stay by your side.
It was cold and windy, and the trees imprisoned the crows. Crow fled in panic. The tree was pecked, its leaves began to wilt and turn yellow, and its branches gradually withered.
The tree never saw the crow's heart remaining on the tree.
After that, love and hate surged like fire.
From Yilan to Yulan, the actor played someone else's role and sang his own story, never remembering why he went in the wrong direction. It turned out that on the Bailian city wall that year, I missed a sentence that was hidden in the wind.
At that time, Chang Yuan Yuanmu said: "It's up to me to put out the flames of war."
After all, he was swept away to the unknown horizon by the evening wind.