When I first met him when I was young, I knew that he and I were like the twilight in the mountains and the other was like the bright white moonlight. I used to be paranoid that love is like candlelight burning the entire youth. But I forgot that the candlelight will not burn forever. My youth burned with the candlelight, but was eventually blown out by the breeze. He said his name was Meng Zilin, and he would grow into a towering tree to accompany me and protect me. At that time, we all cherished the desire for dreams. Even if it was so far away, we still believed that in the end he would be a big tree and would always protect me. The values caused by family disparity and the new society that is still growing have become obstacles that we cannot overcome. I think in the long mountains and rivers, we are all waiting for a late sunset. The sunrise may come late and the sunset may come late, but you and I will be fine. Original article, no reproduction or plagiarism.