This is a novel that I wrote in five days more than ten years ago. Now, it takes me a few more days to divide the chapters and clearly distinguish the hierarchical paragraphs. Because the text was written many years ago, of course it will be young, immature, and even unattractive. However, after all, the young heart is real, and the enlightenment and impulse of love are also real. These are beautiful stories worth recalling. Although real life does not end with perfect love, fortunately, although he disappeared from my life, there is still love in my heart, and there are people who still care about me and love me. It doesn't matter whether it is him or not. He is just a legend in the dream. In the legend, there is you and me. In the legend, time will slowly waste everything.
Time is beautiful, life is beautiful, love is beautiful, and having love in our hearts is like having oars in a boat. Let us use our own strength to inspire love, use our vibrant hearts to nourish the future, and use our full passion to carry tomorrow.
Finally, let me end this article with a poem.
Snow has no trace, love has no trace, snow is invisible, love has a shadow
When winter comes, the snow is invisible, but when love comes, the love is overwhelming.