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Spring 2008. Zi Yueting carried a box of painting supplies on his back and took a minibus on his way to Beichuan to support teaching.
At that time, he was reserved and arrogant, and swore: "If an earthquake comes, I will save the paintings first, and then the people."
No one could have imagined that an earthquake would really come. But instead of saving the paintings, he used the hand holding the pen to dig into the mountains and cut rocks, saving one after another.
After ten years, Zi Yueting returned to Beichuan. The water in the Jianjiang River was murky, there were no lights in the old city, and everything in the mountains was silent. There were bells in the morning and drums in the evening, and the bright moon and lonely clouds. Time seems to be here forever.
The only difference was that at that time, there was someone by his side.
"Artists are selfish. All the relationships I have experienced, the people I have met, and the roads I have traveled are just sacrifices of inspiration. Once the inspiration fades, it will lose its original color."
Zi Yueting turned his back to the mountain and faced the moon, and said to the people around him: "Lin You, you made me re-examine my life."
Ten years ago, he carried her out of the ruins.
Ten years later, she helped him get back to painting.
We met again in the sea of thousands of people, amid the aftershocks.
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[Pre-received article] "Cold Spring"
He is her one and only.
The rain comes with the clouds, and the rain stops after the clouds pass.
Intention: Good love is not about dying for you, but about letting you live.
