Some people can never be forgotten; some people are never thought of again; some people are just passers-by who are born for your growth; some people are destined to accompany you throughout your life.
Life is like a big dye vat, dyeing us into different colors, but do you still remember our original appearance?
I just want to record my imagination, experience, reality, what I see and hear, and write something to commemorate the past love, past hate, past bitterness and sweetness.
There is a kind of love called letting go, and there is a kind of hate called forgetting.
If life has deceived you, don't be discouraged and don't cry. Just raise your head and walk the rest of your life. Life cannot deceive you forever and happiness will eventually come.
If you have ever had a Cinderella dream, if you have been infatuated with a secret love, if you have been obsessed with love... Loved and hated, then this life is not in vain.
If love has an afterlife, I hope I can reincarnate into my next life with memories.