I wrote this a long time ago. At that time, my pen name was not called Tuanqian April. I wanted to use my own surname - Zeng.
Later I decided to use the month of my birthday.
Short story, not long:
Legend has it that there is a huge fig tree in the Land of Forgetfulness by the Wujie River. The canopy covers the sky, and is lush and green. Because of receiving the essence of heaven and earth, and the grace of rain and dew, it gradually becomes spiritually enlightened, can master all kinds of magic, and can predict the past and future of all things in the world. For this reason, it is regarded as a sacred tree by the world and named: Wuwu.
The heart of a leaf knows everything.
Tree of ignorance? The girl guarding this tree is equally ignorant. The hearts of men in this world are unpredictable, and she should not have any illusions about him. When he picked leaves from the tree for the fourth time and she did not stop him, he knew that she could not escape his grasp. The rest is just patience. The strange thing is that the one guarding this tree is a woman. He is a river god with no boundaries, and he is born with the ability to understand women's hearts.
The wind came quickly, dancing in my hair, crying and complaining.
It was actually defending, not irritating her, but getting the answer he least wanted to get. He suddenly laughed wildly.
The heart of a leaf knows everything.
He wandered under the tree for half a month, but he only got eight words: no form, no color, no afterlife. He thought he had been fooled.
He laughed like crazy for a moment. It turned out that he was in charge of the woman who loved him most in the world.
What are you willing to do?
The wind will never be separated from him throughout his life.
Intention: The most infatuated and wrong payment may not be without joy