In ancient times, there were people with big trees who regarded eight thousand years as spring and eight thousand years as autumn.
My name is Hua Yi, and I am the guardian and companion of the Great Chun Sacred Tree.
Someone once said to me——
"When the Great Chun Sacred Tree begins to lose its leaves, I will come back."
I take it for granted, waiting day and night in the River Styx filled with souls.
When I was bored, I picked off the newly sprouted branches of the big chrysanthemum tree and floated them down the dark river Styx, hoping that the person would receive them.
Eight thousand years later, there will be dense branches covered with green leaves. I will still pick them off and let them flow down the river.
Finally, I waited until there were fallen leaves under the chun tree, and folded them into a boat with all my heart, and waited by the Styx River...
However... He did not appear.
I comforted myself, maybe the next time the leaves fall, he will come back.
The old ferryman by the Styx River was a little curious when he saw me coming every day.
He asked me: "Are you waiting for someone here?"
I smiled and said, "Yeah, we made an appointment, and I will wait for him all the time. What about you? Will you feel lonely if you are here every day to help people?"
The old man also smiled: "How could it be? I'm waiting for someone too."
"Who are you waiting for?"
"Not a human being."
Remarks: be
Motto: Loving and being loved are always lucky
