Elegant Talk About Common Things

For eight years, there is nothing I cannot forget. If I cannot forget, I must have made it my goal. A young man has no ambitions, a young man has no plans, a middle-aged man has no madness, an old age has no pursuits, he is ignorant in the coming year, and he is hopeless in the last year. Meeting each other in the bookstore is like a sudden dream, holding my son's hand, and growing old together with me. Although I once wanted it, I have taken it easy now. The girl has matured, the scholar has grown old, and the curse of ten years old will last until death. If parents forbid it, they must have long-term concerns. A filial son is respectful and will go wherever he goes. When I say goodbye, I am foolish enough to break into my son's home and mess with my son's heart. I know that I am ashamed, so please forgive me. Zi has far-sightedness and aims to reach a thousand miles; I have no great ambitions and takes books as my life. Everyone has his own wishes, preferences, and ambitions, and there is no need to live in harmony. My son is now noble and bright, but I am still poor, with no money and no car. We meet by fate, we fall in love with each other, we have a time to get along, and we have a destiny to stay together. Eight years later, I wrote another love letter. I was infatuated with it in the past, but I regret it now. Although I am not talented, I am capable of writing and writing. I wrote this to express my guilt and wish for my son to be relieved. I have no other wish. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.