The Leaves of the Sycamore Tree Are Floating

[Tomb robbing + adventure + stand-in + love + Tibetan culture] In the 1970s, the inspection team from the village disappeared overnight. Morning ten years later The sky burial master sat cross-legged, recited scriptures about salvation, shook the drum, and played the human bone trumpet... But they appeared in the snow and fog ten more years "Jin Qing, after graduation, I will marry you home with three letters and six etiquettes!" "Are you confused by the hot weather? It's still too early for graduation?" "It's okay, I'm willing to wait until you want it." … "Goodbye, Wu Tong, I don't know if you will recognize me when we meet next time."