Sunlight·Qingwu is an unexpected dream during my senior year of high school.
It was May, and the warm air was mixed with the faint fragrance. When I woke up in the morning, the corners of my eyes were astringent, and those floating figures were dangling in front of my eyes, and my heart suddenly felt a little sore.
Those scattered feelings, the tumultuous years, and the disappearing time, along with the fiery red dress of the girl in the dream, brushed through the mind and carved an indelible mark.
I just want to record their stories, because I believe they are real. Even if some people think it is ridiculous, there will definitely be people who believe like me that there will always be a time and space where stories like this between Jiang Yanluo, Jun Qingyue and Mu Zishang happened.
Because believing in the existence of love can expose all lies, cut through all darkness, and eliminate all conspiracies and hatred.
What I want to say is just that I believe in love, that's all.
Sunlight and light dance are always inexplicably connected with the word "Qinghuan". Qinghuan is taken from Su Shi's "Huanxi Sands and a Tour to Nanshan from Liu Qian's Uncle in Sizhou": "The drizzle is slanting and the wind is making the dawn cold, and the light smoke and sparse willows are beautiful on the sunny beach. Entering the Huaihe River and Qingluo, it becomes more and more long. Snow foam and milk flowers float on the afternoon cup, and polygonum and wormwood shoots try the spring dish. The taste of the world is Qinghuan."
I just feel that in the story, the happiness or life they pursue so hard is nothing more than happiness in the end.
Without further ado, let's enter their world.
What she is looking for is a peerless appearance or a warm soul.
He is planning for boundless mountains and rivers, or a bright smile for a moment.
What he was reminiscing about was the mysterious past or a deep-seated love.
When everything returns to the way it was at the beginning, is this the beginning still the beginning?