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It lasted for nearly five years, and was interrupted many times because I couldn't control my emotions and couldn't write anymore. Only I knew the hardships and sufferings. The process of writing was like walking through life again, and the ups and downs during the period were tasted and savored again and again. The soul was being forged in purgatory between the words - it was so painful that I couldn't bear to live. I would like to write this book to commemorate my youth, my love, my hometown, and the person who gave me the love of my life. This is the only way to miss him, let him go, and walk out of the past and into the future. It was him who slowly led me to grow up from an ignorant girl. His patience, tolerance, and love, I thought I would no longer have them after losing him... The heart-wrenching loss has achieved eternity. He has been perfectly frozen and petrified in my heart. I have moved him into words, and he has become a flesh-and-blood, sentimental and loving person. I want to let his once vivid life live again, and live forever in these black and white words--