Love is always silent, and it is deeply rooted when you find it; love is also elusive, and when you let go, it loses the original freedom and ease! The parallel lines may intersect, but in the end they will all return to reality: I met that handsome and clean man when I was the cutest and most understanding age, which made every ripple appear in my life without any ripples. He said to me: "We will become friends". At that time, I knew that I had given him my purest love without knowing it. Things in the world are ever-changing, and time is both a catalyst and a corrosive agent. When we meet again, things have changed. He once told me: "I like you, but I don't like your rationality." I said: "I am also emotional, but you ignored me. I don't regret it but will miss those days - because it was my most beautiful youth. I wish you happiness!"