The short story I wrote when I was in college twenty years ago has always been stored in an antique hard drive and has traveled with me across the ocean.
At that time, I liked reading Anne Baby's books and Zhang Ailing's works.
Annie Baby has a short article called "Young Sakura". I got the inspiration from this and started writing the article.
Amo loved the man who appeared in the cherry blossom rain with all his life, silently warming the fragrance of spring from the bottom of his heart, from the corners of his eyes, from his flying hair, and from his trembling plucking fingers. Therefore, she is willing to live in a long dream without any regrets. "The closer a place is to nature, the closer a person is to his own soul." Amo wandered in every field, every wheat field, and every street. In the sky full of white snow, she stared at the rising warm sun and clearly heard the call from the distance. She understood that Zhuo Yun was the person closest to her soul, because when she met him for the first time, she clearly felt the joy in her heart. However, he never belonged to her, just like two parallel lines extending infinitely but never intersecting. The little sorrows of life are covered with cherry blossom petals all over the road to youth!
Concept: Youth means not being afraid of pain