We continue to meet and experience, whether happy or painful, regretful or confused, and finally settle in the vast sea of time. In the end, all that is left are memories. One day, when I want to go upstream and relive the glory of the past, I sadly find that the colors in my mind have long since faded, and a bunch of black and white images are playing in my mind. What it brings is endless desolation.
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