A Waning Moon Hangs Over the Sparse Paulownia

"An Tong, where does the inspiration for your novels come from?"

"They're a tribute to the love I lost when I was young," she said.

I miss you,

But I miss you.

An Tong

The waning moon hangs over the sparse paulownia trees; the night watch has ended, and all is quiet. Now and then, a solitary figure wanders by, like the shadow of a lone wild goose, distant and elusive.

Theme: The feelings we have when we're young are always the most sincere and beautiful.