Some people, no matter how many years have passed, your memory of them is still so clear, as if they have never left. I think, for me, he is that kind of person.
We met, fell in love, and knew each other in those memories. Today I stand outside the memories and miss you.
Zhang Ailing once said that she was low in the dust, but flowers bloomed in the dust. However, I am just a tiny speck of dust.