I have never mentioned that you are half of my youth and the figure that once appeared in my mind. Life is about who you become for her and who becomes him for you. There will be laughter and sadness, but every experience is worth collecting. Maybe you love him just because of her innocent smile, or maybe because of his inadvertent frown. Many people come and go in our world, but there are so few who really stay, but those who stay are the most true. I always think that some memories will be blown away by the wind like dandelions, and then take root again in strange places. So everyone's story is not the same, but also very different.