The Song Has Not yet Matured

"Little girl, don't touch that vinyl, Li Zongsheng will cry." When Lu Chenzhou took the "Elf in Life" from her hand, the scent of pine wood on his sleeves mixed with the smell of medicine. 25 Precession is like a natural moat. He taught her how to make tea: "Love is like Pu'er, the true flavor comes out only after the third brew. But she kissed him slightly on the corner of his mouth at night when he was coughing up blood: "What if there is only one bubble left?" " On the night of the elopement, an old-fashioned camera captured her appearance wearing white gauze and standing at a wilderness train station. He hummed "Across the Ocean to See You", and the sweetness in his throat turned into a gentle smile. Ten years later, an exhibition of her work opened in a Paris gallery. In the center is a faded photo with the title "When love is a thing of the past." The assistant handed over a yellowed lyric book - one he had sent before his death. In the margin, he wrote: "Forgive me for this "newly written old song". After all, I don't have the courage to accompany you over the hills." The rain suddenly hit the floor-to-ceiling windows, like the blood he coughed on her neck that year.