We met at the beginning of that year, and I planted a small tree at the door of my heart. I look forward to the small tree growing new branches every spring, but I forget to take good care of the small tree. In the end, it slowly withered, and at the same time, our love also reached its expiration date.
Later I understood that over time, the small tree will grow new branches, but at the same time, if you fail to take good care of the small tree, the branches will wither.
Just like love, it needs to be taken care of.