A year is long and short, but every day is precious.

I don't know how to cherish the years I spent with my parents. Now I meet my lover, but I feel that every day is especially cherished. I don't think I am the first person to feel this way, and I don't think I am an unfilial person. Only when we have experienced the experience of being separated from our loved ones in different periods in the process of growing up will we realize more deeply that every family member who is with you now is particularly precious. I am very upset, and the idea of separating from my mother and boyfriend is beginning to become unequal. I also questioned whether I was too heartless, but when I was so sad that I cried, I found that the only person I could contact became a boyfriend. It's not that I don't trust my mother or my best friend. I just don't want them to worry about me. I just want them to see an optimistic and cheerful self. After a lot of things, I put it down and stopped questioning myself. I know I love my mother. It's super invincible.

People with dreams are happy and lucky. I have always believed that I am a person blessed by God, and I also have many dreams, so I think my luck comes from the gift of God, but I have earned more luck myself. Last year, I participated in the offline course of dream list in action school. I learned how to write a dream list, make an action plan, and understand the importance of vision to a person. Last year, I wrote down two dreams that were very important to me. One is my vision of life, and the other is my vision of my life partner. My vision for my life partner is: "I want to have a boyfriend who supports my career unconditionally and cares about me." After writing the dream list, I have a beautiful vision and firmly believe that I will have a great boyfriend who will appear in front of me in the way I like. It is because of this certainty that I seem to be inspired by the gods. At the end of July last year, I felt that my boyfriend was about to appear. An inexplicable certainty makes me feel amazing and excited.

The most amazing thing is that on August 1 day, he really appeared. It seems that someone arranged this meeting, but many things in life have never been scripted. Every scene that happens is a butterfly effect after every choice you make. I have never climbed the gem mountain twice in one day, but that day I suddenly wanted to record the sunrise and sunset on the top of the mountain with my micro-watch. I climbed the gem mountain early in the morning and photographed the morning sun. During that time, Hangzhou rarely encountered such a clear and clear sky. I took it for a long time, forgot to charge the camera before going out, and soon it was dead. In the afternoon, I ran home to change the battery and then ran out. I took the bus to the right destination by mistake and got off at Bai Causeway, but I always mistakenly thought that I could see the sunset at the top of the mountain. I rode my bike to the foot of Baoshi Mountain, afraid of missing the sunset, and trotted up Baoshi Mountain, only to find that there was no sunset at the top of the mountain. I was amused by my stupidity, but I was there.

I met a professional photographer at the top of the mountain, about ten years older than me. After exchanging names, I called him "Marco" in a funny way, which sounded very grounded and kind. I heard him share his wonderful experience of shooting stars. I think people who like photography have a unique temperament, which is a kind of persistence, a kind of patience to persist until a certain moment appears. I'm just a little white, lacking this patience, so I appreciate the unique temperament I see in photographers.

By chance, I met a group of souls who love photography at the top of the mountain, met a looming rainbow across the sky, and stumbled into a small cave in a thunderstorm. Because of my inner insistence, I want to spend some time with these interesting souls. So after the rain, I stood on the top of the mountain and felt the cool wind blowing on my slightly wet clothes, which was very comfortable. During this time, I also heard the photographer's grandfather tell a story about how to take a unique photo.

A boy suddenly asked me to take some photos of him sitting on the edge of a stone with the West Lake as the background. I, an enthusiastic ordinary citizen, of course agreed immediately, and took some photos with my heart to let others confirm whether the photos were good or not, so I was relieved. Of course, this is the way the treasure boy appeared. After my wonderful trip to the top of the mountain, he appeared at the top. Although he missed the beautiful rainbow, he met the beautiful me. It's so cute to write this sentence. How can I be so cute?

Of course, his behavior didn't attract any attention from me. But I think many times, because of one person's initiative, the story begins slowly. He took the initiative to come and chat with me, to share the beautiful scenery he had taken and the stories about photography. We speak because we also love photography.

I think he will be my baby boy, because he let me see the beauty in him. I think he is a very warm person, whether he is caring when he goes down the mountain or talking slowly. Of course, I was still attracted by the Qiantang River he photographed. I found that his eyes can see more beautiful things than mine. This world is beautiful in my eyes, but it allows me to find another world with better dimensions from his perspective.

I think you have to believe in the wonderful experience brought by the butterfly effect. From the first choice, climbing the mountain twice a day, experiencing thunderstorms, choosing to stay, meeting, helping to take pictures of tourists, chatting step by step, wet slate road, caring, inviting and agreeing to a night tour by the West Lake, talking deeply until I forgot the existence of time, and even died of my mobile phone and asked for help.

This is the beginning of our meeting. His appearance is what I like, without any preconditions, and it is a wonderful encounter. The way we met may be ordinary, but it is wonderful and precious to us. I have always wanted to record every detail that happened that day. After a year of precipitation, I still clearly remember every frame of the picture. This wonderful experience made me feel the care of God, and also made me understand that leaving and coming will always go hand in hand. If I lose it, I will understand the significance of cherishing it.