This is a story full of vulgar taste (just a little funny =-=) but a little painful.
This is a lovely story about friendship and love.
There must be many friends who passed by you when you were young, but there are not many who actually accompany you through the years. If one day, you look back at the past, you will find that after many years, the person who still makes you admire the same as before in your memory must be worth cherishing for a lifetime.
There is no stable life, so I would like to thank all my friends who gave me laughter and tears during my blooming years. Without you, I would not have learned to grow.