Hehe, I don't have time for a long novel at the moment, so I might as well write some short novels. I hope you all will come and collect my little touches.
Habits are amber. Tears are locked drop by drop. Love letters are immortal. They are submerged into hourglasses. The upper reaches of youth. White clouds fly away. Hidden enough rain is still there. Flashing thoughts gurgling away. Destiny is so humorous. It makes the people you love silent. A whole universe. Change a red bean. Memories are like trapped beasts. I have been lonely for too long. I gradually become gentle. I let go of my fist. Instead, I feel more free. Thousands of slow-motion film reels replay the silent film. Freeze the moment. We said good-bye at the farewell concert. You wrote me my first song. You and I held our fingers tightly, the prelude to the silent concert, but then what. Fortunately, I held another love song, humming it softly, crying and laughing.