This is an article I accidentally wrote when I was 14 years old. In the face of parting, no matter how reluctant you are to say goodbye, it will seem feeble. So I recalled the little things between us.
Even I didn't expect that I would write so much. Those fragmentary impressions are like the playback of a movie reel, and each scene becomes clear in my mind.
There is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever. I don't ask to be together forever, I just want you to remember that we met before.
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