Song Yu has only done two wrong things in his life.
First, when I was eighteen years old, when I heard her say, "What I want to chase is the sun."
Lower your head and hide yourself in the "sleepy bear" shell,
Let go of that crunchy shark's hand with your own hands:
"Let's leave it at that."
Second, after many years, he finally dared to say, "Wait for me every year."
But I found that there was some waiting, and there would be no reply from the beginning.
She died on her twenty-fourth birthday.
He lives in that undelivered message.
Twenty-nine-year-old Song Yu returned to the jacaranda,
Put a bunch of nigella in the air:
"Happy 24th birthday, old age."
She didn't have much time left, and he had nothing to wait for the rest of his life.
Intention: One thought becomes an adult, one memory becomes a thought
