"Whenever I think of the things I regret in my life, plum blossoms will fall all over Nanshan."
——Zhang Zao "In the Mirror"
When Jiang Cheng asked her about her interests, she said, "Poetry."
"Which poet do you like?"
"Zhang Zao."
"Which poem by him do you like the most?" Although he had no idea who Zhang Zao was and had no interest at all, Jiang Cheng still pressed the question out of the principle of not remaining silent, and then he heard her chant:
"... As soon as I think of the things I regret in my life, the plum blossoms will fall..."
Everyone has regrets, and they keep them at the bottom of the long journey of life, but they can't help but think about them over and over again, and recall them carefully.
Teacher has it, Wei Hang has it, Jiang Cheng has it, and I have it. So does my dead sister.
Even if you use a long lens to peer into our lives, you can't capture too much helplessness and tears. It's better to look out the window and watch the plum blossoms falling all over Nanshan.
Lost love, well-planned murder, a man who is both a teacher and a friend, the other side of the sunny boy... The facts always seem to be against me. The five-year agreement is approaching. Should I choose to continue to accept the plain kindness in front of me, or should I uncover the illusion and pray for a reality that may not be so bad?
Although it is a little confusing, this is a healing and sweet article, so please feel free to come in!
The two worlds are a bit far apart. A few lines of summary of our story cannot be explained clearly. Life is cruel and beautiful. I wish I could travel through time and space and come to you.