The Wind Is Blowing

This is a mixed story of group crossing, random crossing, past, future, and fiction. The rivers and lakes are far away, the mountains are quiet and the days are long. When the wind blows, I always want to stay by your side and watch the flowers fly. The capital is prosperous and the battlefield is far away. Wherever you are, I will be there. "I have been looking for you all my life, and now you have finally appeared. From now on, no matter how good the horse is, no matter how crazy the wind is, you should be just like dust, and there is no need to worry about them."