A person's life is filled with countless passers-by, but how many passers-by have left a profound impact on you? Passers-by always come and go in a hurry. Maybe, suddenly one day, he will disappear in your life, and you will never meet again in the vast sea of people. I can't restrain myself from thinking about them. As time goes by, no matter how much I remember them, there are only fragments of memories left that seem to look back. How many promises you have made are worth spending your life to fulfill? I have cried and laughed, and only I can open my "taste" and slowly "taste" the various flavors of sweetness, sweetness, bitterness and spicyness. I am "savaging" my life.