The Spring Breeze Passes By

"Song Xun, with all the things in this world, we often have no control over ourselves." "Because of the responsibility on one's body and because of uneasy conscience" … "If one day, we must separate." He looked into Song Xun's eyes, which were filled with his figure. In the silent snowy night, their figures seemed so small. It's snowing hard and it's cold, he thought. … "Let's go and travel all over the country" Get out of here. Jiangnan is so beautiful, with elegant white walls and dignified black tiles. The peach blossoms ten miles along the river are scorching, and the spring breeze blows across the river, causing ripples and splashing water. The children running and playing in the peach forest look like us in the past, but they are no longer us. Last year, today, in this door, the faces of people and peach blossoms reflected each other's red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. It is only us who are passing away with the years. … A pale pink petal fluttered into his hand "Song Xun, you have never been to Jiangnan. I came here for you. There is no regret." From now on, we will never see each other again. … When the sun shines on thousands of miles of frozen snowfields, the ice dome reflects dazzling light. People know Spring is here, the war is coming to an end, Those love, hate and separation will also be buried under the ten-mile frozen snowfield in the northern region, never to see the light of day again. Here the spring breeze has passed, the mountains and rivers remain the same, and the old friends are gone. People ask: "Where does spring come from?" I answered: "From the tombs in the suburbs"① ①Quoted from Ai Qing's Selected Poems Next year Gentle beauty likes to act coquettishly when being fucked Not seeking power! The first person is used as the clue (that is, Ye Qing's diary perspective), and the third person will be interspersed in the middle. Purpose: Respect your past and future selves