One morning three years later, there was no surprise. I opened the diary without looking carefully. The diary had been covered with dust. The paper had lost its colorful colors and became yellow and old. The ink blurred the words, awakening the memory of the past. At that time, I was younger and more yearning. Not only longing for love, but also countless fantasies about the future formed me as a shameless person. I shamelessly squandered those years and left all my longings to God's arrangement until I was no longer young. The ruthless departure of time also brought about the backlash of longing, and the illusion I had always created for myself that I could lose you.
Concept: But the ancient pavilion, the fragrant grass and the sunset, send you thousands of miles away, and you will eventually have to say goodbye. This is also the normal state of life. It is also said in the movie, isn't it? But you will leave, and I will come, and we will meet one day, m