“Though the sweet osmanthus has all fallen, at least the pear blossoms remain.” Ten years have passed.
“Though the sweet osmanthus has all fallen, at least the pear blossoms remain. The pear blossoms are gone now, yet I must go in search of the sweet osmanthus.”
This is a fresh, gentle story that sprang from a sudden idea. I spent the first two parts working on my writing, and the last four trying my best to finish. I wrote all day, hoping to bring you a little joy during these summer days.
Theme: Emotions are precious.
I, Cong Rongzi, wrote five thousand words in one day, and I have finished it. I hope everyone will appreciate it and support me. Don't be stingy with your love and criticism, I want to find my time, space and glory!
So... So sad, but it's really good to watch. It's a pity that after watching it, I still don't know how to pronounce the main character's name. Oops (??????)
Author, you write so well(?▽?)