I have no deep literary skill, no flowery phrases, no elegant prose, and certainly no heartbreaking chapters. But I've recorded my most sincere feelings and most precious memories, telling the story of him and me in the simplest words! I often feel as if the music has ended and everyone has gone, while everything remains but nothing is the same... Did life change me, or did I change life? He's gone, the tea has gone cold, but the memories remain... The fireworks have faded, and we've each gone our separate ways...
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Not bad! ~ Come on! Keep up the good work! Author's reply: Thank you! I will. .