Is that pink rose petal still there?........!

In Shenzhen in September, the temperature is humid and the heat is unbearable. After rushing to meet the deadline for a week, it was a complete loss of life. Finally caught up with a day off on Sunday, so I washed and washed, sorted out and cleaned,,, turned out a box of clothes under the bed I don't know what year, and the top was a black woolen coat, this dress was the first time I had more than 1,000 yuan since I worked. Now I wear it on my body and touch it in the mirror, but I can't even fasten the buttons... If you stay in a place for a long time, there will always be something that you don't need and don't want to throw away,,, you want to shake the dust, fold it and put it in the box, a crumpled pink rose petal falls out of the inner pocket,,, for a moment, it is like a dream, a memory alone.

It was the first time in my life to send flowers to a girl, coincidentally, it was also the first time you received a rose, until now I clearly remember what it looked like,,, it was a pink rose, representing all the purity, beauty,,, I just gently handed it to your hand, and then quietly followed you all the way through Jiefang South Road.

At that time, you were still very shy and didn't dare to take her home, so we sat in the bubble tea shop on the street and plucked the petals, and you picked a piece and sandwiched it in the exercise book, saying that you would keep one as a souvenir. I followed your example, chose a piece, and solemnly put it in the pocket of my woolen coat.

Now, my piece is still here safely, I don't know if your piece is still there,,

,,,You and I have known each other for ten years, ten years, there may be several decades in life, ten years of life, ten years, no matter what relationship there has been, what relationship is now, at least we still know where the other party is, how about it? I think this is a great fate,,,,

Looking back on the past ten years, we have given each other good or troubles, tolerance and care, or surprises, ordinary, all kinds of things, all kinds of things along the way in the past ten years, why should we care about some meaningless things,,

Ten years ago you were here, I am here, today, you are here, I am still here, I hope ten years later, you are here, I am still ......

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