This is the third year since Shu Yi left, and I am getting old. Sometimes I can't even remember what she looked like, but how could that be possible? I obviously love her to the core, but time is so terrible. For the first time, I feel that time is so cruel. It actually wants me to betray my soul. Human beings are too small and fragile after all, but I still want to keep her, with a pen.
——This article is written in memory of my late wife
Intention: This person is like a rainbow. When you meet someone, you will know there is one.