[Holding Hands for Eternity] Fan|waltzing Leaves

Original work: "Holding Hands for Forever" - Red Dates Time goes back to the end of the campus chapter of the original work, and the story reunites in the United States a year and a half later. The trajectory of life turned around in a foreign ward. Jiang Yiyuan found Tao Qian when he was in the United States and firmly held her hand. Using this as a node, miracles continued again and again, and the two finally lived a long and happy life. Just like what she had dreamed of, Tao Qian really lived long enough to have grandchildren. On a sunny afternoon, she would hold them on her knees and tell them the story of her youth, about a reckless girl who picked up a cabbage and let the cabbage bloom around her for the rest of her life. "Waltzing leaves" is a piano piece that appears three times in the original audio novel Hand in Hand. I think the melody is a portrayal of Tao Qian and Jiang Yiyuan's life. Life is like a leaf, whirling and waltzing to its home place. Therefore, with this name, one of the first scenes that appeared in my mind was early spring, a plain and beautiful ordinary afternoon, Tao Qian and Jiang Yiyuan were sitting on a bench in the park, with two leaves waltzing down above their heads, and Jiang Yiyuan proposed to Tao Qian. ———————————————— (The cover invitation was this scene^ ^) ———————————————— In the winter of late 2020, I first met my Neverland, an encounter that was 4 years late. I have been holding hands in circles all the time. Zao Da's writing style and plot are always moving, and they are the lasting stars in my eyes. The process of repeated cycles is looking back and exploring. The beauty and heartbreak of the ending once made me toss and turn for many nights. I cried and started to write fan stories to create my own food. In the original work, they are finally happy. Tao Qian is not alone, but dies prematurely with some regrets in her life. Just like what she feared most when she was young, the waves of fate have been frustrated, the starlight has been silent and dim, and there has been a fire in the square inches of the labyrinth of the heart. Suffering was once an island of loneliness, but later, time still brought back to her what life had taken away. From the self-entrapment in her youth until she walked out of the maze of her heart and saw the dawn of herself and the perfection of life, this was her life, short, but complete. The reason why I love "Holding Hands for Forever" so much is because of the word perfection, and the perfection of life will always make people cry. In Jiang Yiyuan's heart, Tao Qian loved him so simply, straightforwardly and passionately from beginning to end. He would never know that her motives were impure. In his heart, Tao Qian loved him from the age of 19 until the end of her life. He occupied one-third of her life. Jiang Yiyuan, from the age of 20, had loved Tao Qian for the rest of his life. Perhaps it was just like the ending of "Titanic", when the old Jiang Yiyuan came to the end of his life, in the depths of time, he once again saw the woman he had loved all his life. She was still so young and lovely, and he also changed back to his young self. She smiled and stretched out her hand to him, and the two held hands together toward the end of time and eternity. (I wonder if the scene painted on the cover of the original physical book also has such a meaning, haha) But selfishly, I still hope that they can have a long and happy life, and the lifelong commitment of love will no longer be separated by the boundary between life and death. They can hold hands forever, and finally walk towards the eternity of the universe together. Sometimes I also wonder if some of the small details and foreshadowings left by Zao Da unintentionally, such as the starry sky in Queenstown mentioned by Jiang Yiyuan under the starry sky on the night of farewell, are also ropes leading to the journey of another life. By grasping these ropes, one can glimpse another possibility of a parallel world. ———————————— This fan also made an audio book on Himalayas, and the two CVs who read the original work were still invited. After seven years, it is also a form of following and yearning. The audio book was the first form in which I came into contact with this work. Although it was produced very early, it was surprisingly well matched. Sound is really a beautiful medium that affects emotions. In the process of repeated circulation, I developed the obsession of fan creation. However, even after I finished writing, my emotions were still stuck in it. Maybe it was Out of a preconceived impression, or maybe a deeper yearning, I thought of making it into an audio version, and asked the two CVs who originally read the original book to read it. Although many years have passed, this seems to be a connection with holding hands. I really want to be closer to Tao Taoyuan. Sound and music make the story more vivid and vivid, as if it is a deeper continuation. I think the meaning of audio novels is also the same. The unfinished words and unfinished things have echoes many years later. When I finished all this and listened to the story, I felt that Tao Qian and Jiang Yiyuan really had another life journey, and I was complete. —————————————— This article was written in the summer vacation of 2021. It was first published on a fan platform and later posted on Jinjiang. The writing style of the first version was very childish and it was written in a hurry (if I don't finish it in the last half of the summer vacation, school will start again). Later, I wrote a lot more extras and revised them one after another (of course, I am still very young now, and only a few of them I think are okay) , it is unfortunate that this kind of self-entertaining little fan actually has a pirated article website to copy and paste (probably the web crawlers collectively packaged it)... Uh... What was pasted was the first version of a very childish elementary school chicken... Black History is so embarrassing... Everything is based on the current text on Jinjiang Concept: Life is like a leaf, whirling and waltzing to its home place