The time when I was young. The mottled tree shadows and the bright sunshine. That unfamiliar but familiar figure from behind. That sunny and cool smile. The corners of her mouth turned up in the most beautiful arc.
So the rotating planet finally has the intersection of starlight.
However, it is close and yet it is far away. Even traveling through the same time and space forever.
Those loneliness and expectations that originate from the heart and return to the heart may really be years away. Time comes back, but things have changed. What has the torrent of time taken away and what has been left behind? I still remember that sentence, after so many years, it should be a mere waste of good times and good times. But that time is a precious eternity in my memory, so I drank it for years.