April is another month of peach blossoms. The encounter with her under the peach blossom tree that year seemed to be just a flashy dream. After waking up from the dream, everything was finally in its place. The bond between life and death is broad, and I will become happy with my son. I will hold my son's hand and grow old together with my son. The oath also ends in a flash in the pan, and eventually it becomes clear that the oath of eternal love will also be separated.
The crescent moon is in the sky, and a frown and a smile are still in front of my eyes. It turns into ashes and disappears, only for my life to rise and fall.