At our age, we are like green apricots, sour and stubborn. When I took a bite, I felt a little hard at first, but then I realized that the sourness quickly dissipated on the tip of my tongue.
Even if you put the fragments of memory together, you can't go back to the best of times. Qingxing is no longer Qingxing, and we are no longer what we were back then. After so many years, do you still remember me?
Intention: Don't want to be forgotten by the one you love.