Life and love
A person's life is like a mayfly in the sky and earth, a drop in the ocean. Looking back is indistinct. The world is thousands of feet away. All living things are passers-by. We have walked many roads, passed many bridges, climbed many mountains, seen many scenery, and met many people. Some people are the same. Fate, some people miss it once, and most of the time we are just passers-by. As Bian Zhilin said, you stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery look at you upstairs. The bright moon decorates your windows, and you decorate other people's dreams.
Living in the mortal world, live with love, watch the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, and enjoy the clouds rolling in the sky, without losing elegance and without forgetting the original intention. Write life with words, remember your love, live freely, and live wherever you like.
I only hope that in this world, I can always remember my love and pursuit, live poetically, and follow the wind and waves.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
