In a trance, a petal of pink floated in front of my eyes. When I raised my head, the peach color in the sky was like clouds steaming. The little girl in gray clothes stood in front of the door, watching the man come forward with a smile, inserting a peach blossom in his hand into the hair on the temples, and was speechless; on the broken boat lying beside the water, the girl rolled up the legs of her coarse trousers and paddled in the water, watching him frown lightly and stab the fish with his sword. , Covered his mouth and snickered; sitting on the peach tree and watching his upright posture while practicing swordsmanship, unexpectedly the sword energy whistled across his lapel, and the fallen flowers covered his lapel. He raised his head but just smiled slightly, his pupils were like stars; in the firelight of the sky, the shock that could not be concealed in the flowing clothes, but when he caught a glimpse of his figure in the dark night, he was slightly sluggish...
Looking back, it has been ten years.