On the other side, the flowers bloom and the leaves fall for a thousand years, and the flowers fall and the leaves grow for a thousand years. The flowers fall and the leaves bloom, but the flowers and leaves will never see each other. The mist and rain stained the years, and the peach blossoms were mottled. At that time, he was young in green clothes, and her face was like a peach. Under the blue jacaranda tree, a promise has spanned a hundred years.
Purpose: Respect the sentiments of all things and the love of the world