During the festival of red plum blossoms, the beautiful faces are beautiful; the snow is falling, and the old water appears for the first time at dusk.
That year, Wen Yu, as a medicine collector, cleverly saved a young man who was being hunted.
The half-moon they spent together in Meishan was a gentle hometown in a troubled world, a harbor of refuge, and a rare paradise in the future.
After many years and thousands of rivers and mountains, it will not change.
In a sudden explosion, they lost contact and were displaced. Three years have passed.
In the days to come, they have been brooding over their failure to say goodbye.
At this time, the greatest human catastrophe broke out.
They joined hands and were side by side again.
The red plum season leaves quietly, and the world is at peace.
Intention: Peace in the world, no harm to the mountains and rivers; run in both directions, no regrets