Look, the Flowers on the Other Side Are Swaying

This is a story about order, This is a story about the three realms, This is a story about the underworld. In the flower fields on the other side, The man looked back at the girl behind him and asked: Why is the world so beautiful! The girl didn't answer, just smiled, just in love. The breeze blows over the flower field, and the flowers on the other side are swaying. … The woman held the letter in her arms and looked at the boy walking slowly in the distance. There seemed to be a soft whisper in the ear: When he looks at you, Promise me, just smile, just love. The wind blew away the flower petals on the other side.