Ming Yu, Song Shuwu
"The future is not real, it is just the hope of the present; the past is not real, it is just the memory of the present."
——Borges, "Tron, Uqbal, Orbis Tertius"
Autumn emerges from the dusk of spring, lingering in the dusk; like a fish jumping out of the water, building a nest on the sycamore tree.
In 2019, Mingyu caught a glimpse of the boy's figure without warning. He was leaning on the railing of the balcony, lightly brushing the hem of his clothes and stroking his youthful appearance.
This is like her one-way reunion.
[Harsuga Qing is a color between blue and green, it is compatible with the silence of blue and the vitality of green]
Intention: Don't forget the past, don't dwell on the past.