If You Still Remember

I like one of Chen Qingcong's songs, "If You Still Remember"

Look, a rainbow has grown across the sky,

Just like our dreams.

Look, clouds ride freely on the wind,

And only then do I remember we're no longer the same.

Through all these years apart,

I've grown less impulsive.

The memories of summer vacation pass like a gust of wind;

I don't know how to describe them.

If you still think of me as a friend,

Please keep me in your heart.

When the stars fill the sky,

Will I still be in your heart?

If you still remember us holding hands,

Walking together down a street without lamps,

If time truly can't turn back,

Then let the last tenderness remain in our memories.

Listening to the song and reading those lyrics, I can't help remembering the past: the little moments with him, with you, and with them.

In the long river of time, those memories have faded into something light and distant.