The Distant Mountains Are Like Songs

In 1999, Jiang Ge met Guo Yuan for the first time. He is a loan student who transferred from the provincial capital, and she is a native girl from the county town. She thought he was just another passer-by, but he handed her a crumpled tissue when she was in the most embarrassing moment. For the next three years, they shared the same pair of headphones, singing in the dilapidated rehearsal hall, and counting stars on the playground after evening study hall. She said she wanted to take the exam and go to Beijing to study music. He said yes, I will accompany you. But the promise made at the age of eighteen could not withstand the ups and downs of fate. Fifteen years later, Jiang Ge became an ordinary music teacher in the small town. Until one day, she received a letter from Beijing. The handwriting on the envelope was so familiar that her heart stopped—— "Jiang Ge, the words are as clear as the face." Some people's names are the refrain of your life. Read it once and it hurts. The distant mountains are like songs, singing about yesterday that cannot be returned.