When we first met, we were both still very young; when we separated, we didn't grow old. Regret? As we grow older and look back on the past, we can generally accept all the imperfections in life calmly. We should be grateful that we still have enough time to respond to those regrets instead of complaining. When I was young, my heartbeat made my face turn red for a moment; after parting, my heartache made my eyes turn red every time I couldn't help it. And as time goes by, we will eventually hear all the news about that person openly, not hiding from him, waiting for him to dress up and attend. Later, I no longer expected my tree to stand side by side with yours. As long as you can watch it from a distance, it is a kind of happiness. All encounters should be unforgettable, and all encounters deserve to be perfectly performed. We should remain calm and not disturb those tacit understandings. Because meeting him is a blessing for three lifetimes. The annual rings of time keep turning around, and there will always be someone who will replace us and continue our youth with a young attitude. I would like to write this article to recall the author's personal emotional experience and to commemorate our lost youthful years.
Concept: youth reality