The essays of Kawabata Yasunari, under Song Baiyan's pen, are imbued with tender emotions.
A peaceful narration, yet it captures all the warmth of a man.
Tang Li stared at the line of handwriting, as if she had returned to the age of fifteen or sixteen; as soon as she opened her desk drawer, a pink love letter came into her view.
However, now, there were no awkward and immature characters, no long-winded confessions, just that single line of words, more moving than any love letter from the past.
Moreover—
This was a love letter for the entire nation.
Not only expressing love to her but also declaring his stance to the public.
Their first meeting was at sunset over the Mihesha River.
The morning light of St. Paul's Cathedral witnessed their love affair.
Although her name was not mentioned, those who understood ought to understand.
