This story took a long time to write. From the first peach blossom tree to the last peach blossom tree, Yan Jun and Feng Xin walked through their whole lives - in fact, they didn't even finish their whole lives. Their lives were too short, only thirty years in total.
But sometimes I think that life may not be short, but that good love often doesn't have time to grow old, and ends at its most passionate moment. Yan Jun and Feng Xin are like this, one is 23 years old, the other is 22 years old, always young, always waiting for each other under the peach blossom tree.
There is war, parting, waiting, and sacrifice in this story. But what I want to write most is actually what Yan Jun said when he climbed up the peach tree to pick flowers for the first time: "Xin'er, wait until I grow up to marry you."
I can't think of anything more romantic than a person spending his whole life - even though it's only twenty-three years - to fulfill a promise he made when he was seven years old.
So does Feng Xin. She waited for seven years and then chose not to wait any longer at the last moment. It's not that she can't wait any longer, but that she can't wait for the next life. She wants it now.
They finally got married under the peach blossom tree, in another world and in the hearts of everyone who has heard this story.
May all those who love each other not have to wait too long.
May the peach blossoms bloom every year.
——Author Chang Qing Please remember
