Many years later, watching the plum tree in my old house bloom and bear fruit, I will always recall that magnificent but vague past. The memories are like a burning fire that ignites thousands of thoughts in me. Over the years, only half a fragment of the book is left, and one person is gray.
There was a sour plum tree in the garden. My wife planted it with her own hands, and then slept under it. Now it is as tall as a canopy.
Probably some of the joys and sorrows of the Republic of China, some emotions and perseverance, contradictions and conflicts. Be be be (say important things three times)
Mei Fufeng (attack) is evil-minded but gentle to his wife vs. Shang Jiming (receiver) is a distant and cold-hearted person with a warm and cute face
The author's history is useless. Corrections are welcome, but no quarrels are allowed.
Note: 1v1, Shuang Jie, childhood sweethearts, focusing on first person.
The attack and reception cannot be broken and locked. I'm a novice at writing, have fun watching it.
Intention: Die with peace of mind, live without silence