A young man, an old man, a girl who graduated from high school, a woman, a boy who graduated from college and was a waiter at a sushi restaurant. They are not familiar with each other in the vast sea of people, but they have some connections indistinctly. They said goodbye to different people and things in their respective growth paths. In the end, the sad parting of these people and things finally composed a farewell song, and they each transformed into another world of their own.
When I took the subway in Changsha this summer, I stood by the subway and waited for the arrival of the subway. I looked at the people coming and going. Everyone passed by each other and didn't know each other. But wouldn't they have such a slight impact on each other's lives in the future, intentionally or unintentionally?
There is farewell to relatives, farewell to life, farewell to rebellion, farewell to the past, and farewell to dreams. . . After parting, where should we go?
Only we know.