Nostalgic

This world is so cruel that those precious things slowly pass away from the bottom of our hearts and we can't stop it. ——This song commemorates our youthful days that will eventually pass away Jian Qiushui remembered that when they were two little children, carrying schoolbags and walking hand in hand to the elementary school at the end of the street, why could they no longer walk hand in hand in the blink of an eye? ——By "Time Will Know Our Love" This is a collection of short stories, including tragedies and comedies, recording stories written in the sunshine when one was young and frivolous. I am still revising the article. I will probably post the first story before the Spring Festival in a few days. I will post the title first.