In that familiar season of that month and year, who broke the sunshine all the way and whose heart was fixed on that day? Who left those laughter and joy on the wrong shoulder at the corner of the years, and who had the great courage to say a cruel farewell with just a word of graduation? Many years later, will I still remember the past? Who will see strange scenery in a strange city? If one day you are not you and I am not me, will we become strangers and pass each other in silence?