Whisk Sound

The wind chimes shake and the world whistles—— The scorching afternoon sun fell on them, as if they were coated with a layer of light. They met again in that place where cicadas were always chattering among the branches. The two strings of wind chimes on the tree were witnesses of their beautiful emotions. The wind blew gently, and the two strings of wind chimes collided, making a crisp and sweet sound, and the world seemed to light up. Yuan Dan, double strong master and slave, campus literature, he Intention: None