A small shop opened at the end of the old street, filled with old things. The shop owner is a young girl in her twenties. Her black hair is always tied into a bun at the back of her head, and she looks gentle and intellectual.
The name of the store is "The Fairy Tale of Time". I heard that the boss came to this small town in the south of the Yangtze River for a ten-year date.
Then summer turned to autumn, and winter came again. They didn't know whether the boss had waited for the traveler. But by the following spring, the store manager had disappeared.
People come and go, they store their old times in the store, waiting to be together again for the rest of their lives.
Intention: After thousands of sails, I am still a young man when I come back. After experiencing the cold and warmth, I still have a burning heart.