First person essay.
I was on a business trip in Beicheng when I came across this post: "Who in their youth didn't have someone they loved for many years?"
There is a short answer below, but it has received a lot of likes.
"You don't have to get the person you loved in your youth. Passionate love will slowly evaporate the love. It's better to move forward and regard the love you once had as the bright moon last night. You have appreciated it and you should be satisfied."
To myself.
To the youth that will eventually pass away.
To a better and better future.
To the boy I have let go of.
To the bright moon, the years are far away.
From then on, the wind blows all over the world, and everyone cherishes it.
Intention: Relieve
