This is a memoir I wrote for a 70-year-old scholar after I visited him. It can be considered a story. Originally, I went to ask for advice from him and bring him medicine. However, during the chat, the old man seemed to be unable to hold back and finally told me these things. He said that my writing was good and asked me to record it. I got a voice recorder and stayed with him for more than two weeks. Four months later, I finished writing and gave it to him to make corrections. In fact, he had been in bed for many days at that time. He was very seriously ill and had some eye problems. I read it to him sentence by sentence. Fortunately, it was not very different from what he told me. In the end, I only changed some sentences, so it was written. He was very satisfied, and I asked if the book could be shown to others. "After I leave," he said, "I don't want to be scolded while I'm alive. Although I know that some people will point at my tombstone and scold me in the future, but you should give me some peace of mind before I die. (I) want to use this time to think about old things." Two months later, the scholar I took care of finished his life. Over the next year, I took the manuscript and revised it a bit to make it more like the novel it is now. I finally decided to publish it today. By the way, it is the late spring of 2075 in the Gregorian calendar, and the world is as peaceful as ever.
Intention: The mission of human beings in this world is just to experience the world. Don't be too obsessed with pursuing the fruits and forget the beauty of blooming flowers.