When he was 8 years old, amidst the chirping of cicadas in the summer, Chen Zhan met the unique person in his life. That night before the first snowfall, Wang Yichang put his hand on Chen Zhan's shoulder, and Chen Zhan's best playmate got the answer at that moment. In the long days to come, Wang Yichang and Chen Zhan will always remember the happiest memories of those spring, summer, autumn, and winter days when the bamboo horses were inseparable.
Ten years later, when they recalled every time they walked shoulder to shoulder on this journey home, they closed their eyes and saw these two figures in the sunset. It turned out that he was always by his side...
It would be fine if everything stayed in those few years. If there was no subsequent separation or that incident, it would just be two high-spirited boys living a happy and complete childhood.
When the Spring Festival fireworks flashed in the sky, Chen Zhan felt as if he hadn't had time to say goodbye yet...
(The first article I want to write about a difficult first-person challenge. This is just the first chapter. I want to write it as a big framework. There will be other perspectives later. Discussion and exchange are welcome)
Purpose: to record some stories and experiences that happened in earlier times