This is a Chinese language assignment for my freshman year. At that time, the teacher taught us "The Book of Songs. Meng". It's about a woman's love tragedy. The infatuated woman who was trapped by love finally received a piece of paper from a heartless man.
The ancient text ends here, but in order to cultivate our divergent thinking, the teacher asked us to arrange an ending ourselves. Hence the current article "Mulberry Blossoms in Bloom".
That was my first attempt at writing a novel. Unexpectedly, I fell in love with it immediately after I tried it. Although there are still many immature aspects in my current writing style, I want to go further with my fiery heart...
I think a novel is not just a narrative in words, but also a heart-to-heart communication between the author and the reader. I like this feeling, it's very real and natural.