"It's hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered."
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"Untitled."
The story of my husband and I is that it is difficult to meet, and it is also difficult to say goodbye.
I am no longer a teenager, and I can no longer look at your back from An Zhitinglan.
Now that the two worlds are separated, even though I miss you, my husband is reluctant to enter my dream.
Five years, sir.
I'm so sorry.
I regret not having the courage to chase your back at that time. I regret leaving the study at that time. I regret myself, regret time, regret that time makes people grow old, and regret everything that cannot be grasped.
This feeling is empty of memories, but old friends often say farewell, long words.
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This article is an article written in 2019. It was inspired by the unfinished incident between a simple mountain girl and a kid from a rich family during the Republic of China. But when a girl falls in love with a boy, the boy is no longer alive. Because it was hard to come to terms with it, I wrote an article using the same type of persona.
After finishing the work, a friend gave me a title for the chapter, called "Untitled".
Intention: The regret of not being able to love