It's been a few months, but I didn't know there were already so many messages... I don't know how to answer the question of continuation. One is a matter of time, and the other is a matter of state of mind...
I don't want to say much about not classifying this article as a tragedy. But everyone's questions are getting more and more intense... Haha, this is something I didn't expect...
I personally don't think the heroine's departure is sad and regretful. On the contrary, it is a relief for her, everyone, and even me. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. People are trees and their bonds are the wind. The tree has roots, but the wind comes from holes.
If no trees have ever been planted on that piece of land, the wind will blow up nothing more than a few grains of sand and gravel, with no need for water, nutrients, or care.
If there are trees, they have taken care of them. When it is windy or rainy, my heart will tremble.
But without trees, there would be no shade and no green. With trees, there is the joy of spring buds, the fragrance of summer fruits, the sadness of autumn withering, and the sadness of winter.
This tree is planted in people's hearts, sometimes it is love, sometimes it is hatred. When everything is in the past, I just choose to bury it.
What's your choice?
Conception:
Sofa! I want to sit on the sofa next