Short story about war. I got the inspiration from watching a red movie during my freshman year of military training. The background is the Hundred Regiments War. It's a little abstract, but I will try to do some research (bow)
"Bai Yuan'er, why do you want to be a battle damage recorder?"
"Director Lin, why do you want to be the medical director?"
"I said, I came to save the country, would you believe me?"
"You are beautiful and brave."
"I'm just an impulsive idealist."
The war has caused us to lose too many comrades, family members, and friends, but it has also sharpened our character in an absolutely cruel and painful way. There is no bloody romantic love poem, but we just want a flower that still has vitality to bloom on this land.
In these wandering days, you are the only thread tied to me.
You'an, it's getting cold. Yuan'er, it's dawn.
Don't ask me my name. The frost and moon dew stain my clothes. I have been looking forward to your return for a long time.
The character image comes from Naka. Author: Akiyama ＿あきやま
I hereby declare that this book is not for commercial use or profit. Thank you.
Purpose: Your names will shine in the night sky forever.
