When we first met, he smiled and said to me, "My name is Bai Henian. This is the name given to me by my grandma. Grandma said this was her favorite poem. Now grandma also gave it to me: 'The flowers are warm and the green cows lie down, and the white cranes sleep high in the pines.'"
When we met again, he looked at me with sad eyes and told me his story, "My mother was pregnant with me before we were married. My mother told me that my father said that he would marry her after giving birth to me, but when I finally came, he didn't know. Where did I go? So my mother left me with my grandmother Su Yulan and went to work outside. I grew up in my grandmother's fields, and Xiaoxi Village witnessed my growth. Later, my grandmother left, and I took the cold train and left Xiaoxi Village.
When he saw him for the last time, he choked back tears and choked up, "I saw you again after I went to college. At that time, I thought happiness would finally come back to me, but I might not see the next spring... I love you but I hate this world even more. Don't blame me Jiang. If there is another eighteen-year-old, I will spend our long and happy life with you."
This is our story, a story that I can't get over for the rest of my life.
Intention: I am more afraid of losing you than death