A Gentle Breeze Blows Through the Clear Skies

If flowers and plants could speak, what would be the first thing they said?

Would they still choose silence, or pour out every last word, every flower’s message?

The pale horizon is tinted with tenderness, blurred by poetry, and covered in every color.

From then on:

One person, one city, one journey;

Become:

Two people, one love, one lifetime.

Some entanglements are fated to belong to two people, and neither can simply walk away halfway through.

Do you believe in destiny?

Or have their hearts never truly been apart?

They say that countless glances cast back in a past life are what bring two people a single chance encounter in this one.

Then he and she must have long since taken up residence in each other’s eyes and hearts.

Entwined, endlessly.

Until death do them part.

Here, in Yuncheng.

Here are she and he, he and she...

For others, this may be just a passing stage in life. But for Su Yishu and the others, it is a place where they have spent half a lifetime of love.

Heaven may endure, but love is hard to extinguish.