In the midsummer of that year, the clouds were brighter than ever, and the sun was blazing, but the strong light was blocked by the plane trees.
"The clouds in the midsummer that year were particularly beautiful, and the sky was particularly brilliant. The world is full of romance, and you are my ideal in this life and my heart's desire."
"Brother, goodbye."
Intention: In midsummer, cicadas are chirping, and the lotus breeze is fragrant. The cicadas have stopped chirping in the bitter summer, and the remaining lotuses have fallen into mourning.
