March 29, 2013.

More than ten years have passed, the waves of the past have faded out of memory, only about your past is as clear as yesterday, and the thoughts at this time are no different from the dreams of that time!

The figure of you who has passed me countless times, who have swayed around me far or near, is it illusory or real? I still miss you as I did in September, when we first met.

The rippling lake, the flowery hillside, the cherry blossoms in September, the original train to Jiangcheng, the red novel whose name and content can never be remembered......

Do you remember?

Always prefers stories that travel through time and space, and envy characters who can go back in time, revise history, and change the present and future.

Someone who can write such a story must have good logic.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to connect people and things so far apart so seamlessly and wonderfully through the same spatial coordinates.

If you can experience different times in the same space, if you can switch time and space between the past and the present, then going back to the past, what I want to modify is the section with you.

I never thought about it before, and then I suddenly realized that in the graduation season twelve years ago, the train that went north in July, I thought it was a goodbye that was better than seeing each other, maybe it was a goodbye for a lifetime!

After that, I missed it for a long time.

On the campus?

In front of the six gates?

On both sides of the campus road, lined with sycamores?

On the tree-lined shores of Lan Lake?

At those stone tables we were all at back then?

In that second cafeteria where you were behind me?

Or, on that basketball court where you referee, on the sideline where you're so close to me?

If we have never said goodbye, will we meet again?

Sixteen years ago, that school season, that first September, we were all there.

Sixteen years later, in September, in front of the Orchid Lake and next to the six buildings, there will be the fragrance of osmanthus and the falling cherry blossoms.

I'll go back there, I'll be on campus back then.

Will you be there too?