Fragmented Memory

A fragmented world, shattered memories.

It's like reading a book, can you remember it all? Can it be remembered for a long time?

Life is actually like a thick diary. When others read it, the preface and subtitles are inconsistent, but when I read it, I get mixed feelings. One day we finally understand that life is nothing more than threading a needle and thread. We don't need to consider how long the thread that is not under our control will extend. All we can do is use the thread in our hands to connect the fragmented memories in life.

The traffic is busy, and time is not slow; the exchange of letters reflects youth.