The old man said

On the notebook, two large characters were traced with a pencil: Yao Mu.Under the name, "Record of Major Events" was carefully written.The old man may not have noticed it himself. After meeting him, the so-called big things are all about him.Time stops in this small book, and it keeps reversing. A person's whole life is integrated in it, with ups and downs, joys and sorrows, and all kinds of flavors.The darkest things and the most touching things in the world are all in it, in one's hand, pen and heart. "I just want to know what he wrote in the notebook? I always want someone to tell me, but he needs someone to listen to our story." The old man rubbed the notebook with restless hands, looking a little embarrassed. "He... just wrote a few words, saying I love you." For a moment, his heart tightened.The old man's hands covered those words, and the big teardrops pattered on his hands. Did he wait for this moment all his life? "Thank you." The wind lifted the paper, the words reflected in the sun, and went into the distance.An old soldier tells his story with BE, the writing style is very strange, the length is short.