I want to go to a place with you, the ancestor of ten thousand demons, which is a village that cannot be found on the map. There is no hustle and bustle of the city, only herds of cattle and sheep. We will live sweetly in the thatched house we built by hand. I play the guitar and you sing for me affectionately. The birds in the sky will also happily flap their wings. In the evening, we can cuddle by the stream at the edge of the village. I want to go to a place with you, which is a village that cannot be found on the map. Maybe our parents won't appear at our wedding, only the two of us, the roaring bonfire will warm our happy faces. Fifty years later, both you and I will be white-haired, but we still sweetly cuddle by the pond at the edge of the village. I want to go to this place with you today, this village that cannot be found on the map. Let's travel with our backpacks... Let's search through the ends of the earth... Time remains, everything becomes so blurred in the water mist, gradually disappearing from sight. Dream awakens, flowers fall, spring comes, autumn goes, everything is changing, everything is so helpless. With hope in our hearts and dreams in our hands, let's walk, let's run. On the road ahead, I will wait for you with a smile. This article is sourced from: Novel Ranking Related theme articles: The Wizard of Oz awaits my dish.