There used to be many stories rushing through my mind, either true or false, but now many of them are only vaguely remembered.
I have experienced many joys and sorrows in the past, but because of the passage of time, many scenes are now mottled in my memory.
I once looked forward to the future, but never realized that every future has been wasted in yesterday.
Now, as old things are brought up again, I just hope that all the memories of youth can be properly placed.
Goodbye, I loved you.
Thank you, sorry.