On the morning of the journey, the lavender all over the valley was swaying in the wind, and the wind was filled with a unique floral fragrance. The girl followed the old man's words and threw the lavender bouquet on the young man. A burst of purple smoke rose, and the young man disappeared, leaving only one sentence: "Actually, I am your heart that wants to travel..." Soon, the girl picking flowers disappeared in the valley. But the clusters of lavender bloomed more enthusiastically, firmly and bravely. Some people say that she followed the youth into a wisp of smoke, looking for his hometown full of roses; but others say that the lavender is wrapped with the girl's persistent love soul, and she will always wait in the valley where they first met, waiting for the miracle of love...
一天之计在于晨