A sudden invitation, a sudden party, memories swallowed me up like a tide.
During my three years in high school, I couldn't ignore Shen Ke's existence. Many years after graduation, even the smallest piece of information can bring back my memories.
Even though life in high school is no longer painful, I still feel for what I did in the past, whether it is nostalgia, regret, regret, or just the conversation between the two after they meet again, as light as a gust of wind.
The past is always painful and gloomy, and even those yearnings and hopes are shattered when we grow up. We will never be as hot as before. In the process of growing up, the most useful thing is to accept and let go, and then devote ourselves to the next thing again, running for those who cannot give up.
Shen Ke and I were able to meet again because of this invitation, and we also had enough time to talk.
I talked about my subsequent experience of drifting to the north, and said that I discovered that when I actually arrived at the place I had longed for for more than ten years as a teenager, I began to envy the land I hated most at the beginning. He said that he stayed in the place he most regretted. Although he had some opportunities to go there for a while, he still could not enter the north in his heart as before, and he would always have a trace of the north in his heart.
From south to north, from north to south, the young man grew his wings, leaving a mess behind. The acquaintance was blurred, but the long separation was silent understanding.
"Yang Jiao, we are really similar."
"Oh, yes."
Let's take another look, after all, it's hard to sing alone.
Concept: Feelings are slow