When the lush greenery and the heat just left, the world gave me a gift
gift.
"It's you again, Professor Bai. We are really destined."
At that time, I regarded it as a bad joke and did not understand that it was a stormy incident.
Shipwreck.
"If you can, please don't bother me again."
Jack is grateful to have won the ticket that connects Ruth to his destiny, and Endymion prays for the moon to meet him in his dream. And I also felt happy about the desolation that day, and in my memories, I counted the real times that existed.
"I'm loving you so passionately that my heart is beating faster than I've ever known in my life."
I read Borges' short love poems and rubbed the old-colored bracelet in my hand.
Everything is different from what it used to be for me.
This is a memoir born in my faltering twilight years. Now I am looking out the window at the setting sun, closing my eyes and listening to the ringing of the clock tower in the square. Pigeons carry away the hot summer wind,
I hope it can bring back the early autumn scene in my memory. It's hard to get back together with old things, but the fire in our hearts will always last forever.
At this moment, I feel that we are warmed by love.
Concept: Weiyuan's collaborative planned novel "Long Night of Dark Fire"
