He promised me when I was young and wasted the rest of my life
In the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China, the Japanese army invaded the border. In the mountains of southern Anhui, 17-year-old Lin Qinghe made an engagement with his childhood sweetheart Lu Jingchen. Before they got married, Lu Jingchen enlisted in the army. His farewell words, "Wait for me", became Qinghe's life-long obsession. She guarded the old house, the green plum tree and the unfinished engagement, and survived the war, famine, rumors and loneliness. Her black hair turned into frost and snow, and her eyes became blind. She kept a festival for him for seventy-eight years, embroidered seventy-eight pairs of cloth shoes, pickled an altar of green plums, and sacrificed all her youth and life to a promise.
(The author has a soft ear and will update as soon as you urge him to update)
