Time, everyone has a time, good or bad, memorable or forgetful, which makes up the story. I can't remember how many people I've met in the past, I just know that I've met many, many people.

My college roommate once said that time always remembers the most memorable things and takes away the crumbs of your life.

But I just want to say, how can there be so many memorable things, and how can there be so few trivial things!

What I was like before I was 17 years old is now a confusing memory.

I want you to be like a fairy under the peach blossom tree back then, and now even if you are on different sides of the sky, I also wish you peace and happiness.

The most beautiful thing is the happy years, and the saddest thing is that I have always been thinking about it, which has nothing to do with love, friendship, or family, only time, only unforgettable.

There will always be endless misses, endless loneliness, and uncontrollable results, rather than sighing in the long night in this life, regretting not at the beginning, it is better to give up everything, return to the original self, continue to meet the original person, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, and the clouds and clouds roll up, it is better than passing by after a thousand years, and it is much better to be familiar but not fully acquainted.

I'm just a senior second-hand, experiencing everything that seems to be prosperous, the world is only in a hurry for decades, before burying the loess for a long time, looking back on the past, whether everyone can do it without regrets and regrets.

As a second force, I have stolen sweet potatoes from other people's fields, and I have also helped others, I know that I am just an ordinary person, and what I can do is to record these touching times and keep them in the world.

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