Oranges soaked in water are Feng Yan's feelings in his boyhood that cannot be expressed in words.
"I will come to see you next time when the orange trees are in bloom."
The orange trees in East Fujian are in bloom, why don't you come to see me?
Seven years of orange blossoms take a lifetime to exchange
People say that when I open my eyes, I see the world, but I can only let go of Zhou Nanjin.
The sky and the earth are two huge pairs of palms clasped together, and we are all being blessed in them.
The young man has been trapped in a cage built by illness for a long time.
The body is weak and the words are few. Most of the time, he just stays quietly in the room and watches the four seasons passing by outside the window. The pain had worn away his vivid edges, making him accustomed to silence and to enduring endless loneliness alone.
"A letter seven years late contains all the secrets that the boy dare not tell.
One is shackled by illness, and the other is shackled by career and reason. The two people who are also not good at talking slowly get closer to each other day after day.
The world is noisy and crowded, and too many people pass by each other and rush through each other's lives.
But fate happened to bring them together.
Doctors who are silent and talkative × sick patients who don't like to talk
Intention: youthful and wanton