A long time ago, on Changbai Mountain, deep in the mist, there lived an immortal
Immortals love to laugh. When they smile, their eyes are narrowed and the corners of their eyes are slightly raised. His hair is very long, and it floats when the wind blows, like ink-colored smoke clouds, filled with the leisurely fragrance of tea.
Living with the immortal are beautiful plum blossoms and redbuds who love to eat steamed buns.
They like fairies very much, because they can tell nice stories, make delicious cakes, and can summon flocks of gorgeous birds with a wave of their hands.
Of course, the immortal was very happy and happy with them.
The first thing to break this ordinary life was a cherry blossom that accidentally wandered into the fairy mountain.
Cherry blossoms are very small and immature, and at the same time, they are also very fragile.
He is very stubborn, even though he is the pretty Sakura, he insists on calling himself Kiku, and everyone calls him that.
He studied hard and was eager to learn, and he no longer had the timidity he felt when he first arrived.
You can already steal Bauhinia's buns openly.
Later, the immortal took in the dying sunflower.
Sunflower is very ignorant, naturally like a piece of white paper.
But the bloodthirsty and cruelty revealed inadvertently is terrifying. But the immortal liked him very much and often hugged him like a furry little bear.
The smile of the immortal is always refreshing.
Bauhinia said: Immortal, you have changed
The immortal said: Nothing is eternal.