——Time passes year by year, who can remember the true appearance of the years? People see clouds in the sky, but forget to describe their shapes; they know there is wind around them, but they don't know what the wind looks like; they will remember the year of Dinghai, but not me.
——I can no longer distinguish between time, the things that happen in time, the people I meet, and the habits I develop.
Written to commemorate the year 2007, There Are No Storms. However, there is only such a little bit of catkins, and as the years pass, I don't know what expression to make, and I only have a slightly cool and soothing mood.
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