On the painted screen of the sky, dreams come true, and there are clouds and water in ten continents. Twisting red paper in hand and sending it to someone, writing about infinite and sad things.
The high-rise buildings in Biepu once leaned over thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River. In the sound of water flowing downstairs, there are the tears of Ping Gao that day.
After going through thousands of sails, will you return to your first love?