I have a person that I will never forget.
I confessed my love to you at the end of the first ten years, but I was still one step away from knowing you earlier, one step away from saving you, one step away from holding your hand, one step away from keeping you...
The ginkgo tree is still there, but you left, so it died.
It was only in the next twenty years that I realized that the first step was still missing. If we had met earlier, Li Zhiyuan, would you have held my hand firmly?
Concept: The ginkgo tree is dead, I mean it's too late...