The best time for us is not the joy and bustle in the innocent years of youth, but the meeting of a group of like-minded friends in the most beautiful years, a person you don't want to lose; after a while, the good or bad of that group of people is your own, good or bad. The good or bad of that person is good in your heart, and the feeling of that person in your heart cannot be replaced by anything. This is first love; those people who always recall them when you are lonely or when you need them are worthy friendships. You may have never truly fallen in love with that person in each other's lives, and maybe he is not the first person you have truly fallen in love with, but he is definitely the only person who experiences shyness in the deepest part of your heart. First love is the most unbearable love in our hearts; friends are suffering from the disease. Companion in difficult times, a good medicine when you can't figure things out, a tool to warm the bed when you are lonely, what is a friend? Only friendship can be born by being with each other every month. No matter the bickering or caring, if you don't care, there will be no bickering and caring. If you don't care, there will be no companionship every month. Many years later, maybe that him, that group of people, and you in the distance are no longer what each other thinks of each other, or maybe they can never meet again, or maybe she is her bridesmaid. This is fate, all encounters are reunions after a long separation; fate comes, cherish it, fate goes, respect it.
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