Butterfly Dancing on Ice

"The hand that breaks the ice drives the cycle of destiny, endlessly pursuing the pulse of the pulse. The waiting heart is like a colorful butterfly eager to break out of the cocoon, eternalizing the most beautiful legend. Give me a direction to spread, let the promise bloom in the spring breeze, give me a dream to explore, let the boat dock in the reverse current, and approach the paradise of the extreme north..." Greenhouses can preserve spring and change the harvests of the four seasons, but dreams do not distinguish between countries and annual rings. With the same dream, we take the same steps and cross the confinement of the world. In the glaciers of the far north, butterflies can also dance intoxicatingly. We agreed to meet in Urumqi and go see the Populus euphratica forest together. We are all destined dance partners in each other's lives. The stars are thin and the years are falling. Where are you now?