Bai Jinchuan, the favored son of heaven, VS Sunshine, cheerful and cheerful. Secret love is a trivial matter. If you can't tell it, let the wind tell you for me.
Ten years later, Bai Jinchuan returned to the willow tree again. The wind from Nianye River gently blew over his face. He couldn't understand why that person left without saying goodbye.
The tears of Nian Yahe wet the bank, and a woman's delicate voice came from behind: "Jinchuan, uncle asked you to go to his place for dinner at night."
Bai Jinchuan turned around and followed him, with a gentle expression on his face, and joked: "You really know how to eat."
The two of them left in opposite directions, with the sun shining on their backs and blessing them one by one.
Spring is here, summer is here, and the willow trees are withered.
Who can come under the willow tree again to appreciate the traces left by the previous spring?
Purpose: I hope everyone can say goodbye to their past selves