Empty City Remains of Old Dreams
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Some memories are forgotten by time and handed back to the years; some stories are forgotten by the seasons and are given to the passing years. The world of your childhood and mine was very small. Our childhood memories are all about the family and friends who accompanied me along the way... [I am originally a idle person in Xinghua Courtyard, full of alcohol. Sitting by the small pond and watching fish, I lived a wanton childhood with fireworks in my eyebrows. ] --Zou Qianxi When they grow up, everyone runs forward desperately and chases their dreams. What is left behind is the eyes of the elderly grandma full of longing and sadness. She slowly stood there, watching generations of children leave... An old dream remains in the empty city, just a memory of Zou Qianxi, a past that I miss but can never go back to. The childhood days that I dream about day and night, I never let go of or forget. Childhood and the past seem not far apart, only separated by a thin layer of dreams, but there is no way to go back. [Looking briefly at the people in the play, you can feel the sunset] There is no word eternity in the world. I am afraid of forgetting the past. If the memory has no voice, then I hope to write the memory into a book to retain the past and bid farewell to the past. The watch painted on the wrist when I was a child has not gone away, but it has taken away most people's best moments.
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