"There are fusu in the mountains and lotus flowers in the sky. If you don't see Zidu, you will see madness..."
From the other side of the stream, a woman's singing could be heard, and the sound of rustling tassels could be heard. Some were stepping on the water, splashing water, or shaking their clothes. The voices were uproarious and the tone was cheerful, profound and long.
"If you don't see Zidu, you will see crazy people." Usluo repeated silently, tilting her head and moving her gaze to the person sitting next to her, carefully looking at the outline of the body, the details of the facial features, and even his eyes, "But the person I met is not a crazy person, he is Zidu. In my case, it should be translated differently: So when I met you, I felt happy, and my words were stupid, but my actions were stupid."
"Why do you say that?" He asked.
"Idealism... Interpretation method." She answered.
Motto: Love can withstand the passage of time.