The encounters of some people are like parallel lines, passing by calmly or with ripples, leaving only a startling glance. The encounter of some people is like an intersecting line, fate takes us to the intersection, everything happens naturally, and the outbreak of emotion is like a burning flame. But when the match burns out, the soil is buried, and the heavy rain falls, the two people are painfully torn apart. The encounter between some people is like a circle. Even if they are in opposite directions, even if they are far apart, two people will meet each other and become partners who hold hands and grow old together. Love may have plain beauty or complete joy, but there is also an unforgettable emotion worth remembering. Sometimes love doesn't disappear, but hides it. Sometimes separation is just a physical separation, not a break in love. "Begonias have not yet rained, but pear blossoms have snowed before them." Even if they missed each other, they both bloomed angrily in each other's lives. I would like to commemorate that love with this article.
Purpose: To commemorate one's own experiences