"When spring comes, pear blossoms bloom all over the mountains and fields. Can I meet you again?"
The young man's tone was obscure and his eyes were sad and reluctant.
Shandai brushed his hand away and said with a gentle smile: "Of course."
The spring light is the preface, and all things sing in harmony.
How many people had she told this to? She didn't remember it anyway.
*
"Brother, have you ever wanted to find my father?"
"Isn't it enough to have my brother so far away?"
"After seventeen years on Lihua Mountain, brother, aren't you tired of living like this?"
A long sigh was barely audible.
Looking at the mountain jacaranda in spring, the rocks are warm and moss grows.
I thought it was the distant mountains, but I didn't expect it was the growing moss.
*
Everyone is single-minded, the heroine is arrogant and willful but everyone loves her.
Empty, novice in writing.
It is a work of pen practice, updated from time to time, and has no outline or manuscript.
Intention: Self-reliance and self-reliance