When the mountains and rivers stopped in that summer, they both knew that time could never go back.
Ten years have passed by in a blink of an eye, and so many changes, joys, sorrows, and joys have all disappeared in the light of ten years. Some words become eternity before they are spoken, and some words once poured out can never be taken back. They stood at the intersection on a rainy day, each seeing the hem of the other's clothes, but they tacitly chose to step forward and pass each other, not wanting to stay longer, just like the rainy day ten years ago when they first met.
Have you ever seen the cold eyes under the pouring rain?
Have you ever heard the distant sigh after the heavy rain washed away the eaves?
Winter is over and spring should be full of life. But this spring is full of sadness.