That day, the sky was high and the clouds were light, the winter air had just dissipated, and the spring breeze had just passed through the cold mountains. The mountains and fields were covered with verdant green, dotted with pink peach blossoms. On a narrow and steep mountain road, a shorter figure was climbing up with a wooden bucket filled with water. A slightly taller boy was walking in front with another wooden bucket, looking back from time to time.
More than ten years later, when the two people recalled the day they first met, this scene was the most impressive.