The tangled sycamore trees in the three thousand weak waters
Love in the past life, I couldn't ask for it in the past life
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[When I was a kid, my grandfather had a sycamore tree in his house. I went to my dad's house eight or nine years ago, but I haven't been back for more than six years now. I heard that the sycamore tree in the yard had been cut down, and I thought about my childhood fantasy that there was a little phoenix on the branches of the sycamore tree. This article mainly satisfies my nonsensical fantasy.