I planted all the trees that day.

Hovis sent her wife an oak love letter to make her visible in heaven...

Enter a coordinate in Google's satellite map to see the clear "heart" surrounded by oak trees in Gloucestershire, South England.

17 years ago, the British farmer Winston Howers, 33-year-old wife Janet, died of a heart attack. To commemorate his deceased wife, Hovis planted 6,000 oak trees on his own farm and left a heart-shaped open space in the middle of the woods. Recently, hot air balloon enthusiast Andy Colette accidentally floated over the woods by a hot air balloon, and for the first time “sneaked” to the love letter of Hovis’ wife who wrote to heaven.

In the most complicated love letter made up of 6,000 oak trees, there is only one simplest pattern, the heart.

Before being "sneaked", this "heart of oak" has quietly "beating" in the southern English countryside for 17 years.

In 1962, near Stroud, England, Hovis married a Janet with a brown hair and a pair of blue eyes. After 33 years, Janet passed away and he wanted to find a lasting and meaningful way to commemorate her.

Hovis is a "top caveman" in the Internet age. In Google, you "human flesh" does not have his mailbox, Twitter, blog or Amazon shopping list. Compared with the multimedia love letter, the land is obviously a partner that the farmer is more familiar and trusting.

"One day I flashed a flash of light," Horvis said. "You can plant a heart in the field! I think this is awesome."

The romantic "light flash" is not rare, it is rare that after the flash, he really began to plant trees.

Hovis has a 45.33 hectare farm in the southern part of England. He carefully selected 2.45 hectares. He spent a week planting oak saplings and using saplings as "brushes" to create a perfect heart shape. For the next 17 years, he and his son filled the heart of the heart with saplings. Time passed slowly, and now the saplings have grown into forests, and Hovis has planted daffodils in the blank "heart".

"On that day I planted all the trees and put a chair in the middle of the woods, just to see the hill that she had lived in. Sometimes I walked over and didn't do anything, just sit down. Think of me The gift given to her can probably be placed here for many, many years, I feel happy."

The only way to get into this "heart" is to follow a narrow, tree-lined path along the apex, which points to Wharton Hill, the home of his wife.

The daffodil planted by Hovis and his son is called the "spring messenger". From January to March, the "spring messenger" dyed his "heart" to his wife. In other seasons, I turned back to green. Lord Howers planted a large oak tree outside the "heart" and then planned to make a fence around it so that the love could be preserved for a longer period of time.

Five years ago, Hovis had overlooked his work by hot air balloon, but more often, he was willing to walk into the narcissus along the apical path and sit on the chair for a while.

If that hot air balloon does not happen by chance, this may become an eternal secret. Colette lamented: "This kind of love story only exists in imagination."