Year after year, important people are added to your life
The past that I sometimes think of, the people I sometimes think of
After having insomnia in the middle of the night, I finally remembered this article that I had wanted to post for a long time. The writing was rough. .
Just write about the ordinary little things in life, the joys, sorrows and joys. Memory is always limited, and we are always afraid that time will pass by and we will forget.
I'm also afraid that this life will just pass by without any trace, leaving nothing behind. . .