I was young at the time, and I was young.

This season's Tanabata has nothing to do with the wind and moon. Just the past!

The time is too thin and the finger gap is too wide, as if it was only overnight, and I was too hasty to make any preparations, so I waved goodbye to my youth-

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After a long night, I woke up from a dream, and in addition to my thoughts, I thought that the novel was about to be put on the shelves, so I got up and came to the computer, ready to save the manuscript.

But when you open the screen, you are powerless!

All of a sudden, a lot of indescribable thoughts came to my mind, and some fragments of my memory covered the whole sad heart, and I didn't feel cold sweat!

Some people and some pictures from the past appear in front of me from time to time. The whole person seems to fall into the fog of stratus clouds, and between the overlapping of light and shadow, a hazy scene or a clear image follows one after another.

Sorrows, joys and sorrows, disturbances, and finally disappeared after some entanglement!

In addition to thoughts, there is no heart to code the manuscript. I have no intention of falling in love with the so-called prosperity and wealth! Jinxiu's future.

Suddenly I felt like I was the only one left in the world, so I woke up suddenly. There was boundless darkness all around, and the sound of frogs chirping outside the window gradually calmed my heart, but I no longer had the heart to follow

Suddenly thinking that those people who grew up with me when they were young may never see each other again in this life, and never meet again, I don't feel a faint pain in my heart!

Looking back on my more than 20 years of time, in the end, in the end, the years are like water, passers-by are in a hurry, many people may just appear too shallow fate, can not reach the time when a flower blooms, and then, in the long river of years, gradually drift away, there will never be any intersection!

It is said that people with low eyebrows are inherently unsentimental, but I am this self-deprecating mockery of people's self-righteous truth.

We know, we know, that some people meet at a glance for thousands of years! For example, a glimpse of the past, who would have thought that the soul of the future would be haunted by dreams, and what he couldn't ask for was still the pain of willing lovesickness!

And after these streamers, the past personnel who are far away from us are difficult to have a trace of intersection!

Who ever thought that a turn around would be a lifetime, always thinking that the time is still short, the days are long, and some are green mountains that do not change, and green water flows forever.

There will be a period after that, and it will gradually become a luxury in the long years of mountains and rivers!

Childhood play partners, fist fights of brotherhood, bosom friends, attached beauties, etc., when getting along, I always feel that time passes very slowly, and no one thought that there would be a separate day in the future.

In the past, it was really time to part, in the face of the people who talked and laughed in the past, the emotion of attachment to the indefinite period, after tomorrow, they will go their separate ways, and sadness has become the only way to remember the past!

Tears are in the eyelashes, all love and hate can no longer find a vivid and vivid face, bursts of sadness, loss is overwhelming, we were young, we can only comfort each other and then contact later.

Now that we have grown up, we can only say gloomily in our hearts, far away and silently, cherish!

Maybe I don't see it, maybe I don't read it! It's all us!

It's all a past that we can't let go!

In fact, we should all understand one thing, friendship, love, unintentional management of people will only be separated, and in the future, each will cherish and be well!

At that time, a window of bright moon poured down, a wisp of mountain breeze slowly blowing, insects chirping frogs, the early autumn night is so quiet, immersed in it, relaxing, let the thoughts drift. It seems to return to the classroom of the year, relive the thoughts of childhood, and the words hidden in the fragrance of books make the youth buried in the depths of the old time see the light of day.

How many times will I think of a person and a past because of a song, a movie, and a text! Then inadvertently it will touch the heartstrings, and the tears will be hazy, and it will be out of control.

I often feel that missing out is a sad word, and the reason for not getting it often comes down to missing out.

Or they never had it, or they had it and then lost it, and the world still didn't get it in the end.

Everyone wants to go back to the past, but they don't have the courage to meet again, so they occasionally think of it in a corner of the 'end of the world', or with a smile or to be well. Or mutter!

Time flies, and unconsciously, several spring and autumn have slipped away, but the smoke and rain have been blown away by the west wind! The glimpses of those passing by have become landscapes.

Occasionally, I would receive messages from friends about who was married, who was still single, who was still in the same place, and who had gone where.

Although they are busy with each other's lives and have faded in contact, the thought of being under the same blue sky may appear in each other's dreams in the future!

It's a pleasure to be in this situation, and no matter where we are, I hope we can all be happy.

I often hear people talk about what kind of class reunion to organize, and I think it may not be realistic to put it into action, because most people's classmates and friendships have been exhausted by a few years.

When we meet again many years later, you have become a mother, and I have become an uncle; She is no longer graceful and moving, he is also a father, and his thoughts have no yearning!

It's best to see each other in the eyes of the young people they were when they were young, as beautiful as ever.

In the quiet years, we keep the memories of the past, look at the time, and slowly grow old!

Turn around and look at it, your eyes are entangled, and the shuttle is eternal!

Even the heroes of Fengyun I can hardly escape the shackles of the world! If my once delicate face withers and falls like a butterfly, then the long sword in my hand will also drink blood and scream.

The body is inside the red dust, but the heart is outside the red dust!

The dreamy color of the childhood legend is gone with the annual rings, and it can no longer be found when it falls into the dust.

The folding fan is gently shaken, and the people who watch the play leisurely with the rhythm of the music, how many people can read these grievances and lingering hearts?

With the end of youth, we are also the turn of time! And between the eyebrows, the memory of the past has never faded.

However, after all, he is no longer young.

Looking back, the smoke and willows are gradually heavy, the light clouds and lonely geese are far away, and the cold twilight is red.

Perhaps, we have always lost to the rush of time! Perhaps, in the time of reincarnation, we will still meet our childhood selves!

Meet that youthful time!

At that time, can we calmly, softly, look back and smile, and cherish ourselves and the people in that period of youthful memory!

The streamer flies into snow, and the taste of the world is boiled into tea. Whether we like it or not, time is always fading away, and when the dust settles, life still has to go on.

Taste a cup of tea, read a good book, listen to a period of time, and compose a song to move forward.

At that time, forget the troubles and troubles of life, the mountains are still green, the water is still green, you might as well be your childhood self again, carefree and innocent, compete with the sun, race with the breeze, and be a simple person and do something happy in the youth without regrets.

For yourself! For our former youth, for our hurried youth, and for our life full of freshness and feelings!

Compose a song, write a paragraph, remember our youth, and pay tribute to our lost youth!