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Our overlapping encounters, acquaintance, and deep friendship were once a pair of comforters in lonely times. Like the morning light, it shines slightly into my world, knowing my warmth and coldness, and understanding my joys and sorrows. Our love, hurt, separation, and forgetfulness will ultimately make us a pair of strangers in an uncertain future. Like the sunset, it gradually withdraws from my world, making me miss and look forward to it.

The youth of the past brought not only pain, but also a kind of growth. The missed old friend takes away not only memories, but also a wait.