All the endings have been written, and all the smiles and tears have begun. I met you when you were the most innocent and happy, and together we spent a lifetime writing a profound and nostalgic friendship. This should be the wish I have prayed for for five hundred years in front of the Buddha. The Buddha promised me a beautiful worldly relationship. The Buddha asked me to wait for you on the road that you must pass through in life. I don't know how many times I was lucky that you stopped your hurried steps when you met me. I also imagined countless times that if you and I passed each other and looked back, would we be filled with regret?
Did we make a promise to each other? I may have told you - when we grow up, we want to see the prosperity of the world together. You may have told me that our friendship will last forever. One day, we will definitely wait for each other to come and fulfill the promise we made with you.
When I look back indifferently, I realize that not all my dreams can be told to you, and not all my youth can be spent with you. But with a friend I can trust, my childhood will be free of regrets.
Our hair is still very dark. Although we have not yet ushered in youth, our childhood has begun to wave goodbye to us. Time never goes in reverse. I dreamed of going back to the beautiful days of the past, but when I reached out my hand, I found that all the memories of friendship and wonderful and happy memories had already passed by like the light and clouds in the sky.