That Day, the Sun Was Shining Brightly

All the things about yesterday, such as yesterday's death, and those years of youth and frivolity slipped quietly from my heart for no reason, and I can finally put them into writing. Thinking about those scenes in my memory, I still smile knowingly, right? Yesterday I looked through my old diary, and I felt that I was really brave at that time. Even though I knew what the outcome would be and that my decision was wrong, I still yearned for that short-lived warmth. Now I no longer have that courage - the courage to fly into a flame. What I want to do most now is to quietly hold a cup of tea in the quiet afternoon and chat with the people who love me under the jujube tree in the small yard. Or invite two or three honey friends to go shopping and have fun together. Unfortunately, the first two are now just extravagant hopes~ Haha, my house has neither a yard nor a jujube tree, and the weather at home is "yellow plum weather". I don't want to be soaked in the rain even halfway through my stroll. After going home for a few days, I feel as if I have returned to the past, those carefree days. Haha, we were all still children at that time. Lin Lin, remember? You at that time, me at that time, each of us at that time were so pure, pure happiness, pure sadness, pure hate. We seem to have grown up in a "swish", and it is too fast to look back. All emotions seem to be utilitarian, so we keep singing "I don't want to grow up". But time still passed by mercilessly, crushing all childish dreams. So, we have grown up.