The purpose of writing this novel is to commemorate my former confidante. At that time, he was young and frivolous and ignorant of worldly affairs. He burned his musical instrument, cooked cranes and pears, and steamed them for food. So much so that every time I think about it for ten years, it feels like a thorn in my back or a lump in my throat. Now that I am in poverty and in decline, I only have a clumsy pen left to commemorate you who want but cannot have. If I could turn back time, I would be willing to promise you love in order to preserve our friendship. It's a pity that time cannot be turned back, and I have no chance to love you again. Only in this parallel time and space can a world be created. Here, Su Muye fell in love with Qiao Qingke at first sight. Are you satisfied? I can bring out romance, love, and even life and death, but I can't bring out the time when you and I really lived together. Who cares about pleasure and pleasure? I am in ecstasy under the flowers and in ecstasy under the moon; I look at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. I miss you when I walk and I miss you when I sit. The past is over, we say goodbye forever. You and I should both believe that this is God's will. If you want to see without cause, it will be difficult to fight. If there was no predestined relationship in the previous life, we will wait for reconnection and make a wish in the next life. Every word is sincere, every word weeps with tears, and every word is like a face. Now I realize that I was wrong at that time, and I feel miserable. Red tears are secretly hanging down, and the eyes are full of spring breeze and everything is wrong.
Intention: The classroom sitting with you is my eternal youth.