"There are fifty strings of brocade strings for no reason, and every string and column reminds me of my good years. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at the time."
People you never cared about before, things you never paid attention to, slowly, as your life becomes intertwined with growth and memories, become more and more prominent, constantly tearing your life apart. There are no movies that you must watch, but there are people that are hard to forget. This is written for you, and also for myself.