Everyone’s heart had a box. This box contained the memory of a person. This memory could be sweet and it could be bitter.
Some people lost this box along with themselves and couldn’t find it.
Some people locked the box and swallowed the sky. They don’t want to open it and wouldn’t allow others to touch it.
Some people always held the box in their hands, telling themselves not to forget.
Some people buried the box deep underground and waited for that day… When the spring flowers bloom, that beautiful flower will bloom as well.
The box contained the love for a person and a cup of sweet and bitter water...