good luck

Chapter 90
Dear Park Anho:

I write to you such a postcard exuding damp rain and fog on a rainy summer night.

The postcard this time is white lotus, blue leaves, and clear lake water with rippling circles.nobody.People are hidden in the lotus.You don't need me to explain, but you will understand.I am confident.

This is a hand-painted postcard I came across in a bookstore.accidental.I like this word.It must be hidden in the body and carried stealthily.What you thought was a coincidence is actually a doomed moment long ago, but there has never been a suitable time.

I am slim, without worries and fears.Allow me to write such words on it.

Dear Park Anhao, I hope you grow more beautiful and refined, take good care of yourself and love yourself.

Lu Jinnian
Dear Park Anho:

As I write this postcard, I am having dinner at the house of the pretty girl you mentioned earlier.Braised bream is her specialty.

I was playing games in the living room, occasionally turning my face to see her busy figure floating around.

I thought: If I grow up to be a responsible man, she is the woman I love deeply.Is this a stable and happy life?

I also thought: what is love?Do your best, love hard, and leave nothing behind.Burn the last tear like a candle.Or follow your heart and let your imagination run wild.Or just plain and at ease.

There is nothing new under the sun.

Who doesn't end up blending into the ordinary fleeting years, meeting someone and dying.

Park Anhao, although we are still strangers, I sincerely hope you are happy, very happy.

I also hope to warm you with my happiness.

Lu Jinnian

Dear Park Anho:

Suddenly want to tell you about my city.Sihe.The symbol of the city is the millennium ginkgo.On both sides of the road, tall and lush ginkgo trees can be seen everywhere in the park.It is midsummer and the leaves are glowing green.When you look up, there are many small fans.The sunlight is clipped into little stars.

I always feel that God will grow old in a blink of an eye.

What on earth are we here for?

Lu Jinnian

Dear Park Anho:

I was wandering on an old street in Sihe, and the cement bricks on the ground had been turned up, or the missing corners were damaged.Step on it and it will click.If you miscalculate in rainy days, you will be splashed with mud when you step on it.

But, go a little further.Immediately to the bustling area.Everything is new.Towering office buildings.Bustling shops.Brightly dressed people.

So obvious two worlds.

Just like ourselves, we often have two sides in this way.One way during the day, another way at night.During the day, there are bright smiles, but at night, weeping in corners.

But, who cares?Everyone is the same.It's all the same.

Lu Jinnian

Dear Park Anho:

The summer vacation has already started for one month and nine days.

You are still missing.

And I unconsciously develop the habit of writing you a few lines every few days.

As if this is the only way to feel at ease.

What an incredible guy when it comes to habits.Because you didn't even think it would be your lingering habit in the future.From habit to calling it a habit, it is neither short nor long, a little bit of accumulation, and the result is so deep into the bone marrow and melted into the blood.It is a huge challenge to change a habit, which requires courage and perseverance, just as it was developed at that time.

One day, you will also meet someone who will become your habit, become your rib, and become a part of you that cannot be lost.

Lu Jinnian

(End of this chapter)