(One) At a time when the setting sun was turning day and night, in a village deep in the mountains, with a cry of a baby, he came to a world full of love, hatred, and bitterness. He grew up slowly in a poor but well-loved family of grandpa, grandma, and parents. He grew up in the lush mountains he saw from birth. He loved the birds in the mountain, whether he wanted them or not, he cried and let the adults catch the birds and feed them in cages. He knew that there was Chinese herbal medicine on that hillside, wild leek in that mountain stream, grasshopper fertilizer in that grassy area, and crabs in that ditch. He loved this mountain and never thought of going out of it and leaving it. Therefore, he named it "mountain". "Mountain", its appearance is not good. The face is not round and smooth like a mountain, and the skin is thick and rough like a mountain. But I like reading very much. No one can surpass it in the whole class, the whole school, or even a small town in the mountains. During a college entrance examination, he was admitted to a bustling metropolitan university. I don't want to go to joy and happiness, but fall into the abyss of depression and worry. (two) In the second year of college, "mountain" met a beautiful girl with fluttering hair and beautiful hair in his home town, and they fell in love at first sight. When the girl saw "Mountain", she tilted her head and smiled giggly, and when she smiled, she showed a row of jade twinkling white teeth, and cheeks with shallow dimples. When "Mountain" saw the girl, she would be radiant and passionate. They often walk slowly on a winding mountain road, holding their hands by the cover of the night. Sometimes it gets rainy, but it doesn't care, the wetter it gets, the tighter they hug. Spring is coming and autumn is coming, flowers bloom. It ’s not just the seasons that change, there is love and hatred. The green hills are still there, and the streams are still flowing, but when they were in their senior year in the "mountain", they never received a letter from the girl who once had an alliance with him. For a while, the "mountain" did not know where to go. I thought about giving up my studies, tracing, and telling her heartfeltly when facing her; I thought about killing and setting fire, tossing rivers and beams to die with her ... ... "Mountain" is suffering like a casserole stewed with Chinese medicine in love and hatred With one's own humanity, reason, and temperament. He woke up slowly from the nightmare in his suffering. Since then, he has been indifferent, devoted to his studies, and has nothing to do with love.
