A Love Letter Twenty Years Late

Recently, I was sorting through old things and found Mr. Chen's diary from 20 years ago. Turning through the pages, the pages are full of youthful spirits and youthful thoughts. I was startled, and vaguely remembered that I seemed to have had such a habit back then. On a whim, I rummaged through boxes and cabinets to look for it, and actually fished out the copy that belonged to me from the pile of old papers. Comparing the hatchbacks, I found a lot of quirks. Sure enough, there is not so much self-righteous deep love in this world. All the flowers are blooming and the moon is full, and everything is going smoothly, but there are people behind the scenes who are quietly laying the foundation for everything, carefully and thoughtfully. Time passes easily, and the appearance becomes old. Mr. Chen has now become a middle-aged fat man, and I have become a yellow-faced woman. But these two diaries record the past youth. Move it online and enjoy it with you.