He thought they could be together and walk through mountains and rivers...
She thought it would be best if they separated...
The right time, the right person, the right but ultimately different future
At that time, we had dreams about literature, about love, about traveling across the world
Nowadays, we are scattered like stars in the sky, and we can only remember the passing years through words
I would like to write this article to commemorate that person, that city, and that time (real people and real stories, combined with Spring and Autumn style of writing, emmm, it is not good to be recognized after all, it is my first time to write an article, the copywriting is useless, please bear with me)