Looking at the flat hillside below, adorned with beautiful apricot blossoms, Qin Feng felt as if he had arrived at the most wonderful place on earth.
The sky was blue, the clouds were white.
The air here was fresh.
The petals were everywhere, and the fragrance was overwhelming.
This had always been a place Qin Feng longed for.
From high above, the apricot blossoms here were clustered, some trees were close together, others were spaced out by more than ten meters, looking like a beautiful carpet adorned with flowers.
Qin Feng had once had a dream.
When he grew old someday, he would come to Xinghua Gully, raise a dog, and when bored, bask in the sun, sitting under the apricot blossom trees, watching the clouds roll by.
Of course.
If he had the gift of foresight, it would be wonderful, to see through the forest and glimpse the clear stream deep within Xinghua Gully.
The beauties of Xinghua Gully often bathed and frolicked in the stream.
Here.
