Still, it seems that I have recalled a lot of things from the past. Perhaps, now, we are all flying insects under the lamp, aimlessly looking for support.
A lasting memory.
I don't want to forget.
No matter the wild growth or the wanton youth.
That year, I only remember you.
Even if I forget myself, I will still caress the photos and look back at the past.
They often say that youth is for struggle and only recalls it in the future. It does sound more pleasant to the ear now.
It's overcast, the wind blows softly, and the leaves are caressing. No matter it's sunny or rainy, every moment is the best time in the past.
Cheng Ran was sitting in a wheelchair in front of the window, looking at the green leaves outside the hospital, slightly pouting.
He shifted his gaze back to the ancient photo in his hand, caressing it gently with his hand, laughing from time to time, and suddenly falling silent from time to time.
He was talking to himself, perhaps a youth story that only he knew.
We are all our best selves.
Time flies, and no one can change it.
Go forward, riding on the youthful spirit.
Even if it is a person's drunkenness.
Youth is still timeless.
Purpose: Life is full of situations, the most important thing is how you deal with them.