The spring is bright and beautiful. March is the time when catkins are flying from willows, like snow falling all over the sky. The surrounding peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the pink petals are like fairies dancing beside the fairyland. The last ray of sunset on the horizon dyes the clouds red. I looked at the familiar scenery around me, which was exactly the scenery I saw before I went abroad seven years ago. There are too many memories here, countless laughter, joys and sorrows.
This work is called Easily Easier, and it is not easy for two people to fall in love.