What is recorded here is memories, about people, things and things that you can still think of, especially about one person. I have always felt that a person's life will always be inexplicably frozen at a certain moment. There is a picture, a piece of music, a feeling, which is worthy of your constant recall. As time goes by, the existence of the freeze-frame becomes more and more blurred, until finally it is forgotten. But I don't want my things to disappear like that. They are all mine and I can't leave them to time, so I always want to leave traces of their existence for them.
Many years later, when I see these words, I believe that I will go back to that scene soon, and that feeling will be very pleasant, so I want to turn it into words and write a love letter to my future self.