Albizia Flowers Bloom Under the Tree of Bitterness

"The tree of bitterness?" He looked at me with lowered eyebrows. "The name Bitterness is too sad." "From now on, if you follow me, I'll call you Hehuan." So from then on, everyone in the world called me the tree of bitterness, and only he called me the acacia flower. "Albizia celestial being?" He looked at me with lowered eyebrows. "Under the tree of bitterness, albizia flowers bloom." "From now on, when you are registered in the Immortal Register, you will be called Hehuan." So from then on, everyone in the world called me the Albizia Immortal, but he was the only one who called me the Bitter Tree. These thousands of years of chance and calamity have created something out of nothing, become big and disappear, arise according to the trend, get entangled and die, they are all caused by fate. He is a drop of tears shed by thousands, and I am a grain of water floating in the wind. We are both like dust to each other. If this can be entangled, the grievances will disappear, and in the end they will disappear... It makes people sigh: Who is planning this catastrophe, who has achieved whose catastrophe, and who is overcoming the catastrophe for whom...