Magnolia

When the magnolia fell, he brought back a brown and white pony. The horse's mane was stained with the fragrance of flowers, as if broken jade were embedded in the mane. The groom always said that the horse was "squeamish and difficult to care for", but every morning, he added hay to the stable before cooking himself a bowl of cold porridge; he always scolded the child with strange eyes as "dumb as a donkey", but at night, he secretly polished the dusty lance and practiced the old skills of riding a horse and holding a lance over and over in front of the shadow of the woodshed. No one knows that when this child holds half of the sword spike and gestures towards the pyre, what he is thinking about is not the flame of revenge, but "even if he cannot keep it, he must protect the warmth in front of him." Just like the horse named "Taxue", knowing that one day he will grow up and go away, but still licking the rope marks on his wrist with his warm breath; just like the groom hiding the businessman's calculations and applying medicine to the child with his rough palms, hiding in his eyes is a tenderness softer than magnolia. The strange eyes are the mark of disaster, the spear is the confidence to survive, and Magnolia and Taxue beside the stable are the only lights that dare to let people take off their guard in the shadow of the sword. They all understand that some things are destined to be lost, but trying their best to protect the moment may be the only way to fight against regrets - just like the groom said when teaching his children to practice guns: "The gun must be pierced quickly, and it must be stable, and the same is true for people's hearts."