One day, when you walk through the Yellow Spring, you will see eight hundred miles of red flowers, each one planted with deep roots of love.
Changsheng has been waiting for thousands of years on the road to Huangquan. The flowers of the other side everywhere have become the only color of Huangquan...
[The protagonist is not Sansheng and Changsheng, but the Manjushuahua plant; the male protagonist writes step by step and sees it step by step]
Intention: Ten years of life and death are boundless. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it.