Remember When the Flowers Bloom in March

(Warning: ① This article is purely about friendship. Although it does write about love, it is a love that is suitable for most people's youth. ② Since it is about friendship, the focus is on the life of the two protagonists together and their lives after separation, mainly describing the story of the growth process. The pace of the story is slow, so if you don't like the slow pace and tenderness of this article, this is it. ③The protagonist is not completely positive and optimistic. She will grow and be negative. ④People will die ) Eight-year-old An Zhou is addicted to comics, magazines and painting, and eight-year-old Chen Mu has exactly these. After making friends with Chen Mu, An Zhou felt that he had gained a piece of treasure. It is a mobile bookcase after all. Chen Mu, who had learned a new vocabulary, pulled An Zhou and said to the big pine tree behind the teaching building, "We will never forget each other if we are rich or noble." Fast forward six years, the two were admitted to the same high school, but at this time, Anzhou's parents settled in Z Province, and Anzhou was arranged to transfer to another school. On the day we left, it was still the same pine tree. The two agreed to meet here. There were not many words of farewell, just looking at the sky quietly. An Zhou gave Chen Mu a notebook. "My mobile phone number is written here. Call me when you miss me." An Zhou handed Chen Mu a notebook and said, "Write down anything you want to say to me." Chen Mu also took out the doll that he had sewn for several days with the help of his grandma from his schoolbag and gave it to An Zhou. "Give it to you, just like me following you to school." Another five years have passed. Chen Mu was already a junior at this time. During the summer vacation of her freshman year, she went to Z Province, where Anzhou is located, to fulfill their agreement to watch the sea and the red sunrise together. Next, it's time to go to the north to see the snow during the winter vacation. But this time after watching the sea... We met again after Chen Mu graduated from university. I thought that after graduation, they could pursue their dreams as much as they wanted. I thought that they could fill up the plans in the notebook one by one. However, it has only been five years, and it seems that the world has been turned upside down, and things in the world cannot be controlled or grasped. It seems that at this time, Chen Mu is by his side, but An Zhou cannot grasp it. The reddish afterglow on the horizon was drooping, and An Zhou sat down next to Chen Mu with his guitar in his arms. "Mumu, I recently wrote a song with your lyrics. Listen to how well it matches." It rained last night and the flowers withered The flowering period is in a hurry and you can't see it all The spring rain never stops moistening all things Let me enjoy the flowers and dream of spring Gloomy moonlight shines on my house Where does thinking about the moon come from? I hide my love in March Waiting for the letter to come back next spring The flying flowers understand my love and I miss you The good news in March remains true to our promise Withered trees turn into spring as you wish I stand by the riverside to sing songs for you and to offer sacrifices to your soul. The sound of waves and flying snow I hide the wind news in the dead wood I just hope that the weather will arrive in the coming year and spring will come again] The two girls were sobbing and singing tunelessly. … "Please look through the yellowed diary for me My secret is hidden there I don't want you to taste my dusty sorrow Because I can't heal your past sorrow for you I'm just glad You will no longer see diary updates I compose music for your new words I color your dreams I want to take you out of the darkness I'll take you to see the snow falling all over the sky I want to be at your wedding See you go on happily I want to take you to see the flowers in March after seeing the snow Then stay forever in the dream of blooming flowers "Zhouzhou, this is a new poem I wrote. You can open it when you go home." Chen Mu held An Zhou's hand and handed it an envelope. "I'm waiting for your song. "Mumu, I have finished writing the song, and I will sing it to you. I know you have been listening to it! "Anzhou held his guitar in the strange northern snow, fulfilling the promise he had made. Intention: May we be able to love what we love without regrets in this life