Time is the gentle weaving hand that stitches the scattered fragments of love into poetry. These ten chapters use old times as the background to outline the unfulfilled intentions hidden in the years - perhaps the unspoken agreement under the old locust tree, the throbbing of reunion in the memory hall, and the expectations sent to the future in the post office of time; there is waiting that spans ten years, there is the ordinary stay together with fireworks, and there is the deep affection carried by old things. The story depicts restraint and passion in love with delicate brushstrokes. Images such as old alleys, old letters, and starlight marks connect the texture of the years. Each chapter hides the intertwining of regret and perfection. The warm and nostalgic tone allows readers to see how time polishes deep affection, and understands that those "unfinished" loves will eventually turn into gentle perfection over the years. I hope that everyone who is looking for love in time can find resonance here. I believe that deep love can last for a long time.
