Looking at the sky quietly, recalling every bit of the past, I found that perfection has gradually aged. During countless sleepless nights, I believe there will be many people who habitually start to close their eyes and quietly miss a person or a face. In their hearts, it may be enough to have such a person to miss. Those fleeting years, those madness, those sorrows, have settled at a certain crossroads.
We miss the past because the past contains many things that we have lost. Once some of them are lost, we can never find them again. We can't go back to the past, but we can start from now on and write a completely different ending. If you lose your childhood, you can keep your childlike innocence; if your youth is gone, you can rejuvenate your spirit; if your love dries up, you still need to treat others with love; if your career fails, then you can keep yourself perfect in life and work.
Through the lens of time, those pictures of the past seem to be within reach. Every recall is like a baptism of the soul. Time makes us better understand how to cherish the present and grasp the future. The past is like a dream, some are so beautiful that people don't want to wake up, and some are so painful that people remember them in their hearts. It is these deep and shallow memories that constitute the colorful picture of our lives.
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