The changes of the times always make one generation move forward by stepping on the achievements and past events of the past generation. It is inevitable for everyone to say goodbye to the people around them and welcome the companions who move forward together on this road of constant change and renewal. People gradually learned something and gained something; they gave up something and lost something. When you look back occasionally, are you smiling, crying, or just sighing? What exactly is left? I'm afraid, no one can tell clearly.
Finally, I couldn't help but try to express the article completely in the third person. However, I have a very strong bad feeling: I think as a result of digging this hole, I will probably be buried in it = =