Everyone knows that I love Ah San. But everyone also said that once the matter is over, forget it. After a long, long time, they will no longer remember her, nor the beauty and sadness she once had, nor this short but powerful name. She will disappear one day and disappear from everyone's memory. Like a kite with a short string, it disappears into the distant sky unpredictably.
Yet I remember her. I think I will always remember her. Ah San, Ah San. I kept calling this name. I can't bring myself to forget her. She is like a beautifully shaped and gorgeous scar engraved in the deepest part of my heart. Every time I think of this beautiful wound, I feel happy and warm, but also feel extremely painful. Even if the blood stains disappear and the scars disappear long, long time later, the intense feeling of sweetness and pain will remain in my heart.
Sometimes, the greatest sorrow for a person is to indulge in an irreversible dead situation and try to redeem it. This life-wasting madness is like poisoning. But it leaves people with no cure.
The word "deep love" must be pronounced in the sentence "death".
