The sincerity leaves no shadow in the moon, and the yue melts into the night with loyalty; the white dream is chanted by the Baimeng River, and the cherry blossoms have no tears, and the heart is tired... Yang Zheng @ Dong Yue, the Baimeng River is poetic and picturesque, and the cherry blossom trees are in opposite directions. In the war years, one protects traditional culture: war is ruthless, culture is innocent, and he suddenly waits; the other joins the army to defend his homeland: the law of history, war is imminent, and he leaves resolutely. Be careful and guess who is going and who is staying... How many months will it be when we see Bai Menghe again? This is a short story, mainly narrated by Mu Yang, who was born in the 1990s: the years 2012-19-2012... Of course, in the end there will be my writing purpose: to reflect on the past and reflect on the present...