Day after day, ushering in the morning sun, sending away the moon, time passes minute by minute, accompanied by the bleak cold wind again and again, autumn is gradually gone, and the footsteps of winter are quietly coming as promised. Autumn and winter do not come between the leaves and snow, but because everyone in the world grows up helplessly. Before she knew it, Meng Ting's days in Taiwan had passed for three months. In the past three months, Meng Ting's life has been simple and warm, except for going out to see the sea a month ago, most of the time she has been studying and living according to a fixed pattern. In addition to attending classes, she reads books in traditional Chinese characters in the library, and walks around campus for an hour every day after dinner. The time I have been an exchange student in Taiwan for only half a year will pass quickly, and if I don't pay attention to it, it will pass in the blink of an eye. It is said that it is half a year, but in fact, the real time is only four months, which means that when it comes to the winter vacation of Tunghai University, it also means the end of the exchange birthday. Therefore, for Meng Ting, every day at Tunghai University is precious, and only by fulfilling her life every day can she live up to the precious opportunity to be an exchange student in Taiwan.

Time never stops, and those passing years are so hurried after all, taking away the years and leaving memories. When Meng Ting walked every night, she would tell herself that when she recalled this story in the future, she must not regret it. Although it is monotonous and sometimes even boring to walk around the library and classrooms every day, when Meng Ting thinks that the four months will be fleeting, the monotony and boredom will dissipate and become the source of motivation for every day. In four months, Meng Ting not only read all of Sanmao's works, but also read a large number of excellent foreign works. Poetic life is better than any kind of enjoyment for a literature lover, and reading a work is like experiencing a new life and gaining a new understanding of life.

During her time in Taiwan, Meng Ting also did a particularly meaningful thing, she compiled all the essays she had written since she went to college, and carefully counted a total of 86 essays. These eighty-six essays record the little feelings that Meng Ting has experienced in the past two years, including the long-awaited loss of love and the beautiful record of her first love; There are not only the freeze frames of the thousand-mile journey from hometown to Shanghai, but also the pouring of sad tears. Each piece of prose is a story, and together it is a memory of a lost flower. On the evening of the first day of December, Meng Ting decided in her heart to tell herself that when she wrote a hundred essays, she would send them to the magazine and share her story with more people.

Back at Shanghai Huangpu University, Liu Jingjing, Gao Wenxiang, and He Meina, who are far away on the other side of the mainland, have almost the same college life as Meng Ting in the past few months, and they have not had too many waves, and they have each repeated their own plainness and beauty. Since Meng Ting left, Liu Jingjing always felt that she had suddenly lost something in her college life, and she couldn't say what she had lost. Although Meng Ting will come back soon, and although the two sisters talk on the phone every few days, they still feel that the tide of longing is constantly fluctuating, because she has never been separated from Meng Ting for so long. In the past few months, Liu Jingjing has spent most of her time on professional learning and singing training, everything can be forgotten, only dreams can not be forgotten, and she must use her hard work in exchange for her own stage and applause in the future.

Life is not only full of anticipation, but also more unpredictable. Time and fate did not make Liu Jingjing completely indulge in her own pursuit, in the same time, Xi Siyuan seemed to be a tide maker, and would go to look for Liu Jingjing every weekend, and the two of them, as countless as usual, either strolled aimlessly through the streets or parks, or went to a restaurant to have dinner together. In the eyes of the passers-by, they are veritable lovers, but in fact, they have not held hands, and there is no love charm in the words of chat. Siyuan fulfilled his promise, and before the end of his college years, he only gave silently wholeheartedly, turning his love into silent words and putting it into action. Xi Siyuan is a kind and affectionate boy who can bring people a warm sense of security, every time they meet, he will always bring different excitement and feelings to Liu Jingjing. Over the past few months, Liu Jingjing felt that every weekend meeting between her and Xi Siyuan was a beautiful story, and as time went by, this time and again the story seemed to converge into a memoir to remember, and as long as you read it, the heart would keep surging. Singing about beauty, singing about indescribable romance, every time they meet, Liu Jingjing will feel that Xi Siyuan is like a magnet that is attracting him bit by bit. This feeling is not imaginary, but it comes from the heart.

Time is gorgeous and beautiful, you and I meet at a certain time and a place, although the future is unimaginable, the memory will accompany me until I am old. Whenever Liu Jingjing wants to revel in the ocean of Xi Siyuan's love, she will use the wind and snow of reason to seal her thoughts like flames in time, and in the next second, she will tell herself that she must remember the original promise of dreams first, and in the future, she will use her talents to conquer the audience, and now the warm wind of love can not be lost in her own direction. When this kind of contradictory thoughts flooded in her heart, Liu Jingjing felt that it was too unfair to Xi Siyuan, but she didn't have the courage to refuse to meet Xi Siyuan, so a heart in the Fanghua era hovered between dreams and love again and again.

Falling in love with someone doesn't have to be holding hands with her, as long as there is my shadow in your world, I will be satisfied. This is what Siyuan often said to himself during that time. Xi Siyuan and Liu Jingjing met again and again, in Liu Jingjing's opinion, it was a kind of torment that could not see the goal, but for Xi Siyuan, he has always enjoyed it and tried his best to give. He never regards the interaction with Liu Jingjing at this stage as a trip to the bitter sea, he believes that the effort will pay off, and when spring comes, the flowers will bloom naturally. As for the romance of falling in love with Liu Jingjing, it is better to hand it over to time and to the inexplicable fate. The future is unpredictable, maybe as blue as you think in your dreams, or it may record a pain engraved in your heart. In the face of the unpredictable, the best way for a person is to take every step of the way and greet each day with the most innocent smile.