Legend has it that both sides of the Huangquan Road leading to the underworld are covered with a plant called Manzhushahua. When the flowers bloom, the flowers are visible but not the leaves;
When the flowers fall, you can see the leaves but not the flowers.
This is the recurring pattern of Manzhu Shahua's life.
And in these thousands of years of reproduction, there are always flowers and leaves that cannot bear loneliness. They become humans, and they cannot escape the fate of life and death, love and hate, sweetness and bitterness, reunion and separation, loyalty and betrayal in this world, as long as they can walk with each other, it is worth everything...
We are like Manzhushahua growing on the same rhizome. After I wither, you will be my tomorrow.
----Han Yu
Every day I live now is his tomorrow, and every day he can breathe is also my tomorrow. He is my tomorrow. Do you think I can not love him and long for him?
----Zhao Rongzhen
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