Beginning of winter. Snow. Heavy snow. Winter solstice. Osamu. Big cold. In the lonely winter when I can't meet another lonely person. Walking alone, singing alone, shopping alone, watching the whole world carnival. People walk hand in hand at the amusement park. She is his one and only. I am unique to all. The world is full of chances for us to meet. But I can never meet you. ------Xi Murong
Tang Diwei couldn't help crying when she saw this poem again, Lu Chen, it turns out I miss you so much...