Inscription - Because I fell in love with a person, I fell in love with a city, and I fell in love with it.
The love I once thought was just foam on the sea, beautiful and fragile, illusory and unreal. No one can predict their own life, just like the moment Yin tide saw Luo Yi in the book, the gentle and bright sunshine brought her strong and dazzling dizziness. Before you meet that person, everything is unbelievable. Until that person appears, it is destined to be different as soon as it appears. It is destined to take root in your heart and your world. The feeling of tacit understanding is like water, nourishment, and air, urging it to grow wildly and wantonly. Such hot and surging feelings must find an appropriate outlet. Words are the best recorders. The fictitious relationships between similar characters piece together the emotional framework that belongs to us. Time can go away, but words cannot. Time cures. I use the past between me and her to write a novel. It seems true and false, and it is both false and true. I use the author's third perspective to re-examine our grand love encounter. In this story, I am the outsider.