My and the morning tree        
I say that does not believe the love when 14 years old, so I have never said I loves him to the morning tree, I say I like you to like you very much.        
I begin to believe the love when 15 years old, so I say to the morning tree I loves him, I say I love you to love you crazily.        
Like and love, it is just an acrobatics that auntie Qiong Yao defrauds of the payment for an article or book written.        
I, and tree live in two city morning, in China great capital life I, his life of southwest corner in China. I have not calculated our distance, but I know very far, takes 30 hours by train, takes three hours by air, so I reach a decision and save enough money to look for him by air.        
Let him not see him, it is the feature of seeing this person to see him, stature, schooling, home environment, bad hobby.        
I very these clearly understand.        
He looks very delicate and pretty, the stature is not big and tall, graduate from the high school, is struggling advertisingly hard for Xiamen University in schooling, the family is with good environment, does not have bad hobby, if not crazy about film and badminton crazily very.        
Let him to pester him love him cook, wash clothes sweep room give he, happy woman likewise happy man to marriage like marriage, this is just a thought that I sprout at the age of 14. It put into practice one because have two of funds have because be swept I there aren't room.        
What will you that he ask me?        
I shake the head, I nothing can, you finish, have meal take clean clothes wear neat room live in no one love, have preparation that people pester.        
When I described this once all, I saw his photo smiling now, shed tears, I claim gloomily to that piece but heart full of desperate man say I love, love you very much very much, once, now.        
The tree is written with the book too in the morning, he made the youthful series of a set of metropolises, that front cover did SB very much, this is the fact having to be admitted, like campus literature extremely out of date. Zeng someone attempted to belong to my book literature of the campus, I talked and has not used, do not watch it as only to the joyful and memory in pure school-days as the wound in the heart of literature of the campus. I say it is not pure and unhappy without cherishing the memory of that I do not hope, I learn nothing except people fight to drink to smoke to scolding in the school.        
Because I claim the younger brother who split in personality inside when I buy, he reads the international finance in Fudan University with the college entrance examination achievement of the third place of the whole Shanghai. I little he 5 year old then I say you admit I become a younger sister, he says he swears to never recognize the younger sister, I said I would finish recognizing elder sister in that, he comes to an agreement, oh. Ha ha.        
From begin, know what call, score a lucky hit, I see morning name morning photo morning author's preface morning wound of the tree of tree of tree of tree at that time I. He says he was born at twelve o'clock at mid-night, a ambiguous time, I said I was born at five o'clock before dawn, the time that the sun rises, he says he was born on June 6, the day that the devil's son was born of in the mythology, I say I born in June 29, Wenquxing tell one's fortune, say I lifetime this know difference slave in groups, he is a bright and beautiful child in the daytime, I am a gloomy child in the daytime, he is a sad child in the evening, I inmature child in evening, he was at a loss often, drift about aimlessly in love with edge that ache often, I am often at a loss as to what to do, overwhelmed with sorrow in the feeling and branching that want.        
I had not written the book yet at that time, I can only read his smile and wound.        
Later on I wrote half, I saw he who is reticent in Shanghai.        
Waiting for me to write 3/5, I say I like you and me to decide to chase you.        
Having finished writing after one year, the emotion of finding sustenance to him in several ten thousand words.        
The book has been published and issued now, our emotion continues being separated but still in each other's thoughts.        
6.29 my birthdays.