The peach blossoms are shallow and deep, like makeup with even shades. The spring breeze helps the broken heart and blows off the white clothes.
——Yuan Zhen's "Peach Blossom"
In the peach blossom forest, light pink peach petals danced with the wind. Dressed in a white shirt, he stood quietly, as if there was a sigh that seemed to be absent from the mouth of the young man...