Beggar Princess

The breeze blew the leisurely willow trees on the edge of the North Sea. I looked at the sparkling lake water, gently closed my eyes, and took a deep breath of the breath of nature. "Wan'er! Wan'er!" It was that strange voice again. There was a kind of sadness and expectation in the voice, which made my heart feel sour immediately. But who is that Wan'er? Why does it always appear in my dreams? I opened my eyes and tried hard to find the source of the sound, but as usual, except for a breeze behind me, there was a man's lament. I suddenly frowned... …