Love is a process rather than a goal, and so is life. It's like we are on a long train. Meeting and falling in love are the scenery on the road. Life, old age, illness and death are the whistle blowing and entering the station. Every time you reach a stop, someone will get on the bus and someone will leave. This is a natural rule. I don't blame you for getting off the bus too early, because the days we spent together were so beautiful. I just feel sorry that my journey is not over yet, but you are standing on the platform, smiling and waving goodbye to me.
——Laipi by Chen Guilin