He returned to the pear tree in Nie Mansion again, and he seemed to hear her shy voice again: "Gu Lang."
His white clothes were gradually dyed red as before. He sat under the pear tree, thinking vaguely:
Jinghua, I really want to accompany you to see all the pear blossoms in the world.
(This is a short story. Although it is not the first time I have written it, I can't grasp the scale well. Please bear with me.)
Intention: