We have been moving forward. When we look back, the memories of those years will become blurred. The pounding heart of our youth and those indescribable emotions. After half a lifetime, how many people can come back? When an old friend returns, the person in my heart is no longer the same person as before. A few wild geese flew over the huge sycamore tree. Will they bring my thoughts back to the north? Dayan, Dayan, please take my thoughts back to the north...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
