The hibiscus on the mountain road is not like the hibiscus in Jincheng. It never plants in the mud of Hengtang.
Jiang Yun said goodbye to the mountains and the lonely grave at the age of seventeen. He never thought of adapting to Jincheng. The wandering people no longer have a homeland.
Jiang Yun thinks everyone is nice and Jincheng is very prosperous, but it's just not suitable for her.
Later, Jiang Yun said goodbye to everything.
She hiked to Genie Mountain and found that the love on the plateau was also very tolerant.
I rode a motorcycle to Altay and saw the summer pastures and rolling green mountains described by Li Juan.
Arriving alone in the foreign country of Iceland, I embraced the unknown like Walt on Route 93.
I went to Sarajevo and saw the endless eternal fire. The Latin Bridge, which seemed ordinary, witnessed the purgatory on earth. Through history, I sympathized with this bullet-riddled city.
Later, Jiang Yun reconciled with life. Jiang Yun knew that she and He Feng were very happy.
Intention: Cherish the present moment.