Tong Jiaolian stood under the cherry blossom tree and watched Zhang Yeyang leave.
The summer wind shuttles through the gaps between the flourishing cherry blossom branches. The melody of the wind reminds me of the twisting cherry blossom tree, and countless petals are swinging in the air. The petals knew Tong Jiaolian's existence and selectively fell on her fair skin.
Zhang Yeyang looked back at Tong Jiaolian through the car window. The scenery in front of her merged with her, like a dynamic oil painting, and a superior scenery emerged in her mind. This scene made him fall into the most beautiful painting in his memory.
He hid under a tree, and what he saw in front of him was a girl dancing with the petals of the cherry blossoms under the cherry blossom tree. Looking at the person in front of him, he seemed to have parted through the mist and stepped into paradise, and her figure was engraved in his heart.
Concept: The plot that comes to mind when you are unhappy