Lin Huaichen was six years old and Shen Qiuming was twenty. On the first day he moved to this small town, the neighbors' quarrels were deafening. He pinched the child's face and said, "I am not a sister, I am a brother." At that time, Shen Qiuming was wild, wanton, and sharp. He was the only color in Lin Huaichen's childhood.
Lin Huaichen was sixteen years old and Shen Qiuming was thirty. Shen Qiuming was steady, deep, but as soft as water. Lin Huaichen was like a sudden rainstorm in summer, causing ripples on his water.
Lin Huaichen is twenty-six years old and Shen Qiuming is forty. Parting and life and death are just the tragedies of life. Time is undefeated, beauty. I love you, time is undefeated.
"My name is Shen Qiuming, because I was born in the bright autumn."
"Your name is Shen Qiuming, you are the bright autumn"
Intention: The story of a small town, parting and life and death are just the tragedies of life. I love you for all the years.