How can I prove that I once came to this city, that I once struggled here... Reckless tonight, I sigh as the years rush by. Right and wrong, success and failure, all vanish in the end. I have to admit this city has changed me in so many ways. My eyes and mind are already filled with memories of it.
Jiangcheng is my second hometown. I came here from Lincheng to chase my dream. Time changes the sky, and it changes me, too. The pure-hearted person I once was is long gone. How can I quietly take life at a leisurely pace? There is more than mountains and rivers among the mountains and rivers; more than cities within cities. I am myself, yet not myself, all because I have dreams and things I yearn for...
In this corner of Jiangcheng, every dream is striving to bloom. But people grow old... The more clearly you understand this, the harder it is to be happy. Though I have always loved this world, loved all its people, and loved myself, I can't help feeling melancholy. After all, I am only one part of this world.
Nights without a goodnight are the loneliest; nights without dreams are the most desolate. I'm afraid my feelings will become barren, my dreams barren. That would be no different from death.
2020 was a year of tribulation, and my zodiac year. After the pandemic, I began to take another look at myself and rethink my life plans: maybe fall in love properly again, for life this time; maybe go to graduate school...
