The memories of those years are always unforgettable. I once laughed at the youthful frivolity sprinkled on the campus paths; I once cried at the wordless silence and comfort in the dormitory.
When everything comes to an end, whoever regrets it will have no tears.
It's just that we have loved, we have all loved deeply and suffered deeply. In the end, I can only regard it as a young man who doesn't know what it's like to be sad, and regards friendship as love. Only he knows that it is indeed love.
If at that time, I had put aside the so-called secular rumors, short stories and long stories, and joined hands with you,
Without it, we would have missed it long ago.