I Missed My Childhood Sweetheart, Then Found You in the Evening Breeze

If you are the kind of person who likes to take your time with words and not rush, this book will suit you. It's like a real evening breeze - it doesn't bother you, but it stays with you. After closing the book, the gentle touch will stay for a long time. The night after I finished reading this book, I sat by the window in a daze for a long time. There was no surge of intense emotions, but a corner in my heart was gently filled, and seemed to be quietly emptied out - the sense of sadness and satisfaction after reading a good book, mixed together, very much like the image of the title: Night Breeze. When I think of a similar moment in my life, my heart feels slightly hot. This is the magic of good writing - it is not a heavy rain, but a drizzle that wets you without you noticing. The author's writing style has a rare "cleanness". Don't show off your skills, don't show off, don't rush to prove anything. It's like someone is sitting across from you and telling a long story in a normal tone. As you listen, your eyes get red for some reason. This kind of narrative sense of proportion is rare. If it is more, it will be vulgar, if it is less, it will be bland, and this book happens to be in that just right position. The writing is clean and concise, not packed with rhetoric, but surprising in ordinary places. The most precious thing about this book is that it does not fall into the cliché of broken mirrors and reunions. I also like the certain attitude conveyed by this book: it does not teach you how to love, nor does it tell you what the right choice is. It just quietly presents a possibility - it turns out that the relationship between people can be like that. It can be silent, roundabout, full of misunderstandings but ultimately arrived at. It makes you believe that there is no need to rush for some things, what is supposed to come will always come, even if it is a long time late, as long as you are still there when it comes, that is the best time. After reading it, I have a new understanding of the word "waiting". I used to think that waiting was passive and consuming, but now I think that waiting can also be active and accumulating - when you wait, you are actually making yourself a person worthy of that moment. This book does not directly tell this truth, but its overall gentle and calm temperament tells this story throughout. After reading it, I often thought that maybe in everyone's youth there is a green plum tree that has missed its flowering period, but more importantly, when the evening wind of fate finally blows the right person to our side, do we still have the courage to reach out and hold it. This book gives us a warm and affirmative answer: as long as there is light in the heart, all misses are for a more beautiful encounter. What impressed me most about this book was the way it dealt with "regret" and "consummation". It is not deliberately sensationalistic, not hoarse, and even the moments that should be full of color are written lightly and restrainedly. But it is precisely this kind of restraint that makes emotions come back. You don't feel anything when you read it. One day after you put down the book, you suddenly recall the plot in the book in the fragmentary fragments of life, and feel a long and gentle touch in your heart. In this era where everything is fast, refreshing, and instant gratification, having such a calming book is a luxury in itself. Thank you, "Missing Green Plums, Just in Time for the Evening Breeze and You" reminds me again that it doesn't matter if you slow down a little. If you have had a regretful youth, if you still believe that love has a second chance, then please open this book. It will be like a gentle evening breeze, gently telling you: all the waiting will eventually be worth it. Beautiful, highly recommended

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