Bamboo Shoots

Can it always be like this? I can see you as soon as I raise my head, smiling like a flower blooming in June. You know I am afraid of winter. My love for you is the sun that is about to rise when the cock crows, it is the mist that is about to dissipate when the sun rises, it is the mist that accumulates into clouds and rains instantly, it is the bamboo shoots that wake up and burst out of the ground when the spring rain hits the earth. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.