There Is No Place in the World for Lovesickness

Subtract the word Huanxisha (Manchu) Kuang Zhouyi His clothes are filled with red tears of regret. He should not live his life as a lover and an idiot. There is no place in the world for lovesickness. If the flowers bloom again, they are not the old trees. If the clouds can stay temporarily, it will be a mourning thread. It will not be a source of entertainment, but a sorrow. It was originally a story about the protagonist's uncle in "Winter Snow". After I finished writing it, I found that it was almost divorced from the main text (which was embarrassing). There were too many words in the side story, so I decided to make it into a short story by itself. The story takes place during the Anti-Japanese War, about the love and hatred between a pianist and an underground worker of our party, with the struggle between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party as the background. Revolutionary martyrs also have emotions. Behind the cold names and photos we see at the Heroes Memorial Hall are living people with flesh and blood and emotions. For them, perhaps it is indeed "it is better to cry on the shoulder of your lover for one night than to stand on the cliff for a thousand years." Conception: