That summer solstice, I wrote you a letter. The sunshine at that time, through the lush forests, poured on the pages of my book. I did not sign the letter, but could you, far away, hear my voice? Have you ever seen the white snow and ice world in the north?
I'm in the south, waiting for snow.
I received your reply at the beginning of winter this year.
This year, it snowed in the south.
It comes from your side and spends a long season, carrying longing
"The new year has passed and spring has arrived again. Have you seen the wind blowing in the willow branches? Jiang Ji"
"The mood is changing, you and I meet each other, I see the willow branches blowing in the wind, and I also see you..."
There may be a little too many characters, and most of them will be a little contrasting. The direction of the story is undecided. I will write about this series later. The other chapters should not be so difficult to understand if they are strung together.
Concept: The red line is the edge and will never be separated.