On the border of Cangting Kingdom, there are patches of buckwheat bushes.
It is said that buckwheat did not grow here a long time ago. The water and soil here made it difficult for buckwheat to grow. I don't know when, but buckwheat began to grow here. It was lush and green, which added a bit of greenery and vitality to this desolate and desolate border land.
No one knows the origin of this buckwheat. In other words, no one cares when a few buckwheat bushes appeared on the border. No one cares when a thatched hut appeared next to the buckwheat, and when a new woman in green clothes moved into the thatched hut.
In the buckwheat bush, a man dressed in green clothes spread out casually.
The dream was very shallow. In the haze, the woman stood up with tears on her cheeks. She stretched out her hand, but did not wipe away the tears. Instead, she gently touched the buckwheat in front of her. Although there were still tears in her eyes, there was a smile overflowing. She seemed to be murmuring in the wind:
"It was such a good color when we first met it."
This story may be ordinary to us, but to them, it is an epitaph for a long life.
Purpose: "The most difficult thing between men and women is not the occurrence of love, but to tolerate this fierce fire into clear starlight, shining on their respective lives, prosperous or lonely long nights." From: Zhang Dinghao's "I See a Gentleman"