After that...
The three of them continued chatting and laughing as they climbed to the top of Emei Mountain.
At the top of Emei Mountain, there was an ancient Taoist temple. The mottled walls were covered in a cool green moss, exuding a vivid sense of historical age.
All three were immersed in this atmosphere, as if returning to an ancient time when life moved more slowly, and one's lifetime was only enough to love one person.
Sunlight filtered through the tree shadows, spilling into the temple courtyard, filling the hearts of the three with a sense of tranquility and timelessness.
There was a feeling inside that couldn't be expressed in words, something only the heart could understand.
Director Zhou gazed at the scene before him, thoughts swirling in his mind.
He wanted to capture all of this in a song, but the feeling eluded him.
