Year of Absence

Master Li Wei once said: "There are four seasons in a year. When a year is missing a season, the year is still incomplete and beautiful, because there will always be a year for you and me in this world." This is the simplest description of the four seasons of the year, but it is the most basic exploration of human nature. No one is perfect, beauty can only be found and preserved in flaws. An oil painting, a pink love poem, a confusing relationship. Qingwu Feiyang met the ruffian Cai? Or is it the appearance of female Ah Q? Only those who understand the beauty of imperfections know the answer. Your love poem triggered the story of my oil painting, even though I never know the ending. How many times did Edison's experiment fail before he succeeded? I just want to say that I pray to God to give me a chance to say to you during my lifetime: I love you. The seasons keep changing throughout the year, but my first love is still so green. I want to find you a green apple in the orchard. Maybe, only when you taste the apple can you know how hard it is for me to pursue you, and I will know how to cherish my first time with you. This year, or that year, is a year that is missing a certain season, but it is so incomplete that it is beautiful.