One day, I suddenly found that my memory was gradually fading, and the past events had begun to become blurry, so I recorded the memories bit by bit. Although the past has passed, those things and people cannot be left in the dust for me.
Everyone has an old person in their life that they can't forget, a past that they don't want to bury. One year, two years, five years, ten years, or even twenty years, maybe one day, when old people meet again and old things are brought up again, can the past be the past again?