Liu Xi once read Liu Yong's poem "The dawn wind is waning on the willow bank, holding hands and looking at each other's tearful eyes, but I am speechless and choked." I still don't understand why I have to let go after holding hands? Until I met them:
He is her childhood sweetheart and the brother next door who held her hand across the street since childhood. He said that as long as you are happy, nothing else matters;
He is the melancholy man in her writing who is difficult to let go and makes her heartache. He said that as long as you are by my side, it is enough;
He is a business marriage arranged for her by her parents. He said that my love is very clear and everyone has seen it, but you still don't understand it;
It turns out that she forgot that love will gradually pass through the gap between the interlocking fingers under the erosion of time and go away...
Lin tide thought that if she held love tightly in her hands, kept up with his pace, and became what he wanted, happiness would come. However, she didn't expect that the so-called love was just a habit that she thought she had. After a long time, it turned into sand between her fingers. If she couldn't shake it off, it would become an inexplicable pain that corrodes the bones.