The man stood under the peach blossom tree in full bloom, and the burning peach blossoms gave the man's pale cheeks a light layer of pink. The man turned around and said with a smile: "Bei'er, come here, come here, I will give you this peach blossom that blooms best. Tell me about the snow in the north of the Great Wall, the water in the south of the Yangtze River, the desert in the northwest and the vast sea in the southeast..."
The man stood under the tree holding the winding peach blossom, smiling peacefully, with bright eyes, waiting for him to tell stories.
He was so happy that he ran towards that person. Suddenly a ball of fire burst out from under the man's feet, and his body was slowly scorched and turned into ashes, but there was always a gentle smile on his face.
He was frozen in place uncontrollably, watching helplessly as the man turned into a pile of bones in front of him.
"Bei'er..."
Not so! Not so!