Remember me, small and precious.
You are my last rose in my barren land. ——Neruda
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In 2017, a question-and-answer software was launched nationwide. There was a question in it that asked what was the most regrettable thing in youth?
There are more than two thousand answers below, and the discussion is very lively. I sat under the moonlight and turned over them one by one. One answer reads like this: The girl I liked after the college entrance examination wrote a love letter, but because my closest relative passed away that year, I rushed back to Shanghai and received no reply.
Attached is a photo. I clicked on the picture. It was a piece of yellowed white paper with the words: You are my only moon in the wilderness.
The night wind blew, and a hazy silver moon hung on the horizon. What was hazy was neither the night nor the moon.
For the first time, I felt that the world was so gentle.
#Be
Intention: To my youth.
