Spring Comes Out of Dead Trees

His kiss is the only special medicine. —— Lin Zhaoyang is terminally ill. The doctor pronounced: Without surgery, he would die within half a year; with surgery, the success rate was 1%. He chose to wait for death. So he entered a small village with his savings and decided to do something meaningful before he died. The night before departure, he dreamed of an old man saying: "The thing that can save you is not an operation, but a person. His name is Shen Qingshan." Lin Zhaoyang sneered, he didn't believe it, he just felt that this dream was a fantasy that he wanted to live. Until he dragged his suitcase and stumbled into the village hidden deep in the clouds. On the mottled wooden sign at the entrance of the village, the words "Qingshan Village" have faded. "New here?" A deep voice came from behind. Lin Zhaoyang turned around, his pupils shrank suddenly, The man standing in the morning light was exactly the same as the old man described in the dream. His cuffs were stained with chalk dust, and his brows were as calm as distant mountains. "My name is Shen Qingshan." The man took the luggage in his hand, "I am the teacher here." —— Lin Zhaoyang soon discovered that Shen Qingshan was just an ordinary rural teacher. This is not a miracle doctor who can cure diseases at all. That dream was indeed a lie. But the strange thing is that, staying with Shen Qingshan, the symptoms did not recur. Lin Zhaoyang sat on the wooden bed in the village health center, staring blankly at the latest inspection report. The data had not improved. Shen Qingshan squatted down and gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with fingers stained with chalk dust: "Does it hurt?" "It doesn't hurt." Lin Zhaoyang lied, "It doesn't hurt ever since I met you." From that day on, Shen Qingshan began to teach him some strange things: How to identify the type of herbal medicine, how to use a bamboo straw to suck rapeseed nectar... "What's the use of learning all this?" Lin Zhaoyang coughed and asked, "I won't live until next spring." Shen Qingshan: "But you are still alive at this moment." —— Cold outside and hot inside Intention: Love yourself and love life