It's Just That I Was in a Hurry

Time has whitened the black hair on the temples, but it cannot blow away the lingering memories in my heart; time has wrinkled the wrinkles on my face, but it cannot blow away the long-lasting memories in my heart. Every place you enter has a plot, and every place you enter has a story. What lingers in front of our eyes is the past, what flashes in our hearts is the past; that month and that day always pass before our eyes; that love and that scene always leap into the heart, and the love is lingering, and the past is lingering. She didn't have much experience, her life was very ordinary, ordinary to the point of insignificance. She said: "Many things are not what I want to do. Many things are not what I can get. Many people are not what I can keep. I should have understood that one day, he will leave and disappear from my life. Are you not willing to give in? So what if you are not willing to give in! You and him are like the sunshine between my fingers, warm and beautiful, but I can never catch it. No more struggle, no more entanglement, I am alone... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.