"Wives, I love you!"
When those words formed from fireworks burst open in the silent night sky, their seven-colored splendor made Hu Liena, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu forget the deafening explosions, forget the stillness of the night, and forget their resentment over how Yang Ming's busy schedule so often kept him away from them. The magnificence before the fireworks vanished existed only to leave behind a beautiful image, until they dissolved into ash and smoke.
Blooming and vanishing took only an instant. What remained was the beauty preserved in memory.
The fireworks suddenly blossomed, lighting up the entire horizon. Sparks fell from the sky like shooting stars, waiting for people to make their wishes. That world of jade trees and jeweled blossoms recreated a celestial garden in the night. Purple fireworks unfurled enchanting smiles against the pitch-black sky, while a green ring of light cast a smiling glance backward, joining the golden fireworks to form a smiling face.
Watching the fireworks illuminate the night sky, some couples bowed their heads devoutly, clasping their hands before their chests as they prayed, silently leaving wishes for a beautiful future in their hearts. Others embraced at the bridgehead, quietly enjoying their undisturbed world for two, as though nothing between heaven and earth could intrude upon them.
One corner of the park near the bridge across the river was extraordinarily beautiful.
A scene of natural beauty greeted the eye: luxuriant flowers and grasses, murmuring clear springs, and red carp and green crucian carp swimming among them. Artificial hills overlapped, their strange rocks jagged and craggy. A pavilion stood atop a hill, with upturned eaves, a golden roof, and red railings, exquisite, compact, and wonderfully unusual. Beneath it lay a spring, which first bubbled into a channel before suddenly plunging down the