Time is short, and there are too many people who were once so familiar and got to know each other day and night.
After a long time, we will gradually forget them, from a vivid impression to a name, a blank face, and finally become a shadow, a small, round, hard-to-find point on the forgetting curve.
Think about it, this is a very sad thing.
But in fact, there are always some good things left.
When the mind is blank, during work breaks, boredom, or nostalgic days, they will emerge inadvertently and occupy the heart sweetly.
Childishness, childishness and frivolity, these have all become cute as time goes by.
Even though my friends are different from other people's friends, their sincerity, sincerity, and the feeling of not wanting to forget are the same.
Maybe, everyone has something they want to remember, but are gradually forgetting.
Memory is our present, our past, filled with things we will never have again in the future.
My friends.