Hundreds of Couples Travel with Fingerprints and Plants

The stream gurgled, and jade-like fingers gently pushed aside the duckweed on the water's surface. The hands were almost transparent in the sunlight, with rounded fingertips and neatly manicured nails, exuding a cleanliness that was incompatible with this wild valley. Fingerprints, eighteen or nineteen years old, the man lives up to his name - his hands are his most striking feature. The skin is as delicate as the finest silk, and feels warm to the touch. It is said that even a baby's fingers would be ashamed to touch it. The old man in the village said that a person with such hands is destined to touch extraordinary things. But he was lost at the moment. 3 Days ago… The finger of the fingerprint gently stroked the inscription and the red line. Those hands once only touched clean things, but later they were touched by mud, wind and frost, sea water, and foreign soil. But now, what it touches is a journey that has become a legend but is still growing. … And the first valley, the first plants, the first sincere heart will be reborn year after year in the red glow of this garden and be passed down from generation to generation...