If there were only a beginning, he would remain the peerless wise ruler, and she the incomparable beauty. There would be no strip of white silk at Mawei Slope, no handful of dry bones.
If there were only a beginning, he would remain a talented young man from Jiangnan, and she a famous courtesan. There would be no chest of treasures on the Yangtze, no wronged spirit.
If there were only a beginning, he would be an ordinary boy, and she an ordinary girl.
If there were only a beginning, he would be a passerby in her life, and she a stranger to him.
If there were only a beginning, there would be no ending, no tangled entanglements, no complicated barriers.
If there were only a beginning, there would be no joy, no anger, no sorrow, no grief.
Because with only a beginning, everything would be thriving, everything would be blooming gracefully.
But once there is a journey, once there is an outcome, once there are the comings and goings of human life and the mortal world, then there is resentment, hatred, reluctance to let go, and regret.
I really like this beginning, very touching. Keep up the good work~ You are the best!
Come on, keep writing and don't give up. I felt astringent when I read it. Good article.
I have to give points to Nalan, oh haha