The peach blossoms shine brightly.
The lush green peach trees, the flowers are in bloom.
Escaped without a trace.
He ran away without a trace and left gracefully.
Introduction: The road to my hometown is long, and it is a poem that no one can finish. The tinkling of bells reaching my hometown is the endless longing that I can write about. If one day, I am tired, I will run away, as my mother said, to my hometown, where there is no noise, no ridicule, no worries, only the sight of red peach blossoms. Let's go, go to my hometown, and leave without a trace.
The pace in the early stage will be very slow, and the foreshadowing may be too long, but after all, it is related to her life experience. Let's watch her grow up little by little beside her mother.