Life to us is like a calm river, flowing slowly with many trivial loves and ties. Those dreams, those struggles, those alternating joys and sorrows in the depths of the years, are like the occasional waves on the water. After everything is quiet, nothing seems to be left. No matter how hard we try to retain those traces of growth, all moments will still pass. Under all the pain and joy, life will still pass quietly and never look back!
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