Sometimes, people are always like this. Sometimes they start to like loneliness inexplicably, and they also become nostalgic inexplicably. I thought of some things that I didn't feel so touching at the time, but just thinking about it, I smiled and a thought flashed through me: Oh, it turns out, you are still in my mind, and you are still entrenched in my memory like this... Although I haven't thought of it for a long time, no matter how the years change, you still exist, neither profound nor fading...