When they first met, she was like the warm sun in winter, which warmed his time with her radiance; when they met again, she was like the gloomy rain in spring, which stung his heart. But they were still reluctant to let go and still in love. Can we give each other a chance to recall the past and not be afraid of the future? Can it? No, she said. Give up? If you don't give up, he thought to himself, there will be a long time ahead for you and me.