When I was sorting out Jin Jiang's works, I turned to the manuscripts I had written in junior high school, and suddenly I had a lot of emotions.
This is a poem about me and my three best friends. It commemorates the friendship, us and beliefs of the four of us.
Maybe many friends have experienced it. When you part with a friend who has been with you for five, ten, or fifteen years, you feel unwilling to accept your fate, but you are unable to restore anything. At that time, we were so helpless. Therefore, I hope that friends, if you have not experienced this kind of experience, please cherish the short time you have with your friends now, and don't let yourself regret it at the end. After all, there is no medicine for regret in the world.
After so many years, we went our separate ways
Some time ago, I had a quarrel with one of the ghost mothers over some trivial matters.
Looking back at the articles I wrote before, although they are immature, they are pure
Purpose: Just to commemorate the past.