There are no acacia trees in the West Garden, and the plum blossoms are waiting for the begonias. --"Partridge Sky·The lights in the waiting hall are dim and the rain brings coolness"
The young man is always proud, like a strong pine tree, which cannot be broken by the wind or bent by the rain, as if the world is in his hands.
Zhan Zhuyi was born in a scholarly family. His family loved him and he was always favored. The smooth life ended when Zhuang Xiaomeng appeared. He suddenly broke into Zhan Zhuyi's world, like a meteor streaking across the sky, piercing the flowing clouds, shining and dazzling.
They are equally excellent and match each other; they are equally proud and sympathetic to each other; they are equally outstanding and outstanding. They met on a campus full of oleanders, became familiar with each other, and got to know each other. They almost got a happy ending, but unexpectedly, a disaster broke out and destroyed the young man's pride, his spine was broken by the suffering, and Zhuang Xiaomeng's boyhood ended in a hurry.
Meteors are fleeting, youth is fleeting, worldly affairs are white, and in a blink of an eye, the past is like passing clouds, and people are pushed forward by time. Memories of the past gradually fade into the fog, everything is the same as before, and it seems that the memory is as blank as ever. No one seems to remember that high-spirited young man. Only Zhan Zhuyi was trapped in that autumn day when the dusk rain had just stopped, stagnant.
Now when Zhan Zhuyi thinks about Zhuang Xiaomeng, his heart still can't help but throb. This is a chronic illness that is difficult to treat.
But Zhan Zhuyi just stayed under the acacia tree day after day, year after year, clinging to a relationship that never began but ended.
Purpose: cherish the present moment