Thousands of strange white flowers bloom in the deep sea, and scattered petals flutter and dance with the light of the water, slowly coming to the center of the sea of flowers. I saw a young man in white using water as his bed and sleeping quietly. Everything was as beautiful as a painting.
As the hem of the clothes floated, the petals gently caressed the boy's body. For a long time... The dark eyelashes blinked gently, and the young man slowly opened his eyes...
Intention: Thousands of sails have passed, but the years will not be stained
