Our Love Is Close at Hand and at the End of the World

After reading the whole book, I like Qin Zhiqing the most. It's just that for him, the world is a huge maze. He doesn't know which time to turn and which time not to. Maybe he is moving forward but getting further and further away from where he wants to go, and what he holds in his hand is only a one-way ticket of time. "" Time flies by and can never be returned, and the past can only be recalled. "" Just as the author wrote in the postscript to the people who will eventually leave in our lives and some memories that are gradually drifting away. I think of Jiang Nan's metaphor: meeting some people at the right time is like meeting flowers blooming in spring, so everything is fine. And some people encounter it at the wrong time, just like in winter, they meet a fish that floats up to take a breath through the ice, so they can only watch. After taking a breath, they sink underwater and are invisible, and there is no follow-up. But can we say that it is right to encounter flowers in spring and wrong to encounter fish in winter? Can you restrain yourself from not liking that person if you meet him at the wrong time? There must be the right time, identity and a good life. So which one is right? ""Like"" or "time, identity and life"? Did the author get his name from "When the water is clear, there will be no fish" 😃😃😃