It has been said that beside Lugu Lake, all the trees that grow up are pairs of lover trees. A pair of pairs, growing near Lugu Lake, such as intimate partners, such as glue paint. I have also heard that there is a beautiful legend that took place near Lugu Lake. There was a girl who had been waiting here for 10 years. A boy left here and never came back. Every day, when the sun rises, the girl sits by Lugu Lake and waits, her eyes shining, expecting a distant place without boundaries, looking forward to his return. The boy, since then, has not heard anything. Girls of marriageable age still look forward to it. Ignore any gossip. Whether it's rumors that the boy has married and had children in another country or that he has died in another country. She sat by the lake every day and waited. Every day she waited, she tied a knot on the long rope. Every day the girl counts the knots on the rope before knotting. 10,100,1000,2000,3000... If the rope is not long enough, we will connect it with another rope, one rope after another... Ten years later, the girl's rope was tied up one after another and knotted densely. The boy still had no news. That day, the girl did not appear by the lake. Since then, the girl has never appeared at the lake. But everyone who passes by remembers a girl who sat there for 10 years waiting for her sweetheart. Ten years ago, when the boy left, he told the girl that if he hadn't come back in 10 years, he would not be alive. Don't wait any longer. Ten years later, the girl was convinced that the boy was really gone. I no longer need to wait. The knotted rope encircled the lake and buried a long ring. On the lakeside circle where the rope was buried, a lover tree, called its lover tree, grew, and the tree was always two and one long, nestling with each other.