And Feng Weiyang

The wind is invisible and love is silent. But the wind is not yet strong, and the love is not yet cold. The wind in the village is a refreshing breeze. The legend of the gentle breeze and Ruoshui was hidden in the growth rings of the poplars, blowing into the wind and sand in the northwest land, and also became the emotional bond between generations. It blows over the poplars, over the field ridges, and also blows over every deep feeling and original intention hidden in the heart. As if the wind is still young, there are the ignorant heartbeats and concerns of youth, the daily joys and sorrows of rural fireworks, and the secrets and perseverance buried by the wind and sand. It is invisible and intangible, yet it is everywhere. It is the tenderness that cannot be ignored in reality, the hidden bond, the blend of legend and fireworks, and the resonance of original intention and time. We all grow up in the wind, understand our concerns in the wind, and reconcile with the past in the wind. The wind and sand will stop, and the years will pass, but the wind blowing through the heart will never stop. The stories hidden in the wind will never be finished. But Feng Weiyang, the thoughts will last forever, the fireworks will remain the same, and the affection will not change.