It's a Pity It's Not You

It took more than two years to write about what happened in the past four years. In two years, too many things have happened, subverting too many previous ideas. What was once perseverance turned into stubbornness, what was once right proved to be wrong. The most regrettable thing in the world is to easily give up what you shouldn't give up, and stubbornly insist on what you shouldn't insist on. It's just that it's all happened, it's all over, just let it go, bring it to an end, and start again. Be brave to chase, be brave to give up. If there's anything that can be forgotten, it's not memory. If there's anything you can grow old with, it's not youth. Under the blue sky, I dedicate to you the best years of my youth. It is a very plain article, because life is just a clear and shallow stream, and the ups and downs of life are too tiring.