In March, the grass is smoked, the wind is warm, and the sun is shining brightly. The air is filled with the light fragrance of mulberry leaves. Leaning by the Ainian Lake, I greedily breathed the air here. The mulberry leaves here are the greenest and most fragrant. When the breeze blows across their faces, the whole forest is filled with their sweet fragrance!
I love everything here, I love the people here, I love the grass here, I love the woods here, I love everything here, but God is destined that I will encounter a love here that is difficult to resolve for thousands of years!
For thousands of years, I thought that I had already penetrated the wounds in my heart, and had leapt beyond love, hate, and sorrow. However, when I saw him again in the mulberry forest, I discovered that after these thousand years, I came here not because I was greedy for everything in the lake, but because I was waiting, waiting for the seam to be re-opened again after a thousand years!
Conception: