As Sweet as Drinking Honey

"If I see you again, how should I congratulate you? With silence? With tears?" Winter comes and summer comes, and years have passed. The world has its taste. Bitterness is you, and sweetness is you. Drinking honey picked the last bitter melon on the last day of summer. She held the bitter melon and said to Gan Zhiyan, next year, let's plant all the bitter melons together with red flesh. Year after year, we will drink the regrets of the past and the unknown of the future like drinking honey.