Some people you haven't seen for a long time are right in front of you. Like that day is this day. Some people have a long day. A lifetime in a blink of an eye. Like missing a day. It seems that we have cherished each other before, but we have never met. It's like we've known each other before, but we've never known each other before. This is my favorite lyric. I put it in the introduction because I want to give this novel all the encounter, acquaintance, mutual understanding, and mutual respect.
Watching for a touch of warm color can set sail. No wings will be broken and the direction of the wind will be lost. Waiting is endless extravagant hope, until the extravagant hope turns into a bird and enters another new house.
Some dreams and some dreams, some people and some people. Missing and passing by each other are natural, meeting and acquainting can only be destiny.
I look forward to the return of my beloved and the warmth of spring and the blooming of flowers. Maybe let the fleeting shadow be stranded in the floating light