The past is like wind, and I don't know what I am still holding on to. I have an illusion that I have seen this person somewhere, but it seems that it is not him, or he is not the person in the first place. It just goes around in my mind and is added with something that seems familiar. Sometimes, I really feel that I am very strange. I always insist on things that I shouldn't insist on, and never admit that I am wrong. I always think in my heart that one day we will meet again. But when something like this happened, I found that the outcome of the encounter was completely different from what I expected. It was more about reminiscing about the past and exchanging learning. In fact, in essence, we have always been a kind of stranger, but we have been marked with a certain kind of mark, and it is the kind of mark that is most easily forgotten, which is equivalent to no mark.
Intention: Live a strong, independent and confident life