Library

"Lin Man, don't look back, go forward." He always told her. Lin Man stood by the window and looked at the gorgeous flowers blooming outside the window without saying a word. The bamboo curtain was gently shaking as if receiving a letter from an old friend. "Mr. Qin, everyone in the world knows that the flowers bloom in spring and all the fragrance is gone. But I think that midsummer is approaching and the fragrance will linger." Lin Man thought of him again who taught her to think about things from different angles. When we meet in troubled times, even when the flowers are withering, I will hold flowers to see you.