That Spring in March

I think everyone has a small town in their heart. In that city, there should be warm wind and gentle spring sun, and there should be her feelings of joy or sadness. Every person, every thing, and every feeling there are all gathered together to form an endless web, leaving people with nowhere to hide. Along the way, I have cried, laughed, been naive, or showed off, all have become memories. Because time is a journey full of twists and turns. I hope that in every paragraph of this book, there will always be a paragraph that belongs to you, allowing you to find the destination of your soul.