In this city, we have never thought of going back to the past, living in this city, there are a few friends, I did not think, at least we still retain, I have the feeling of first acquaintance, but we all think that the city belongs to us, my departure, but I am trying to squander, in the prosperity of those cities, we are trying to remember, struggle, we try to forget the vows we once made, they are changing in our efforts, once we will also miss our friends, Sometimes we will miss the city we used to have, sometimes we will think of the past experience, sometimes we will think of the road we have been, miss our parents, miss our relatives, miss the days that have been, miss the days of our parents, it seems that we have been living in our hearts, occasionally think of it, there will always be some people, we will remember, remember the time in college, we will feel that there are a lot of good memories now, we do not know what kind of posture to face the current changes, I feel that my current self has changed a lot.
Maybe at that time I wanted to forget, a lot of times I forgot that I was a person who could cry, maybe it was a tear of fear at that time, maybe I wanted to forget the youth that flowed in front of my eyes and could not be grasped. If youth is a sadness, then youth is unbearable, then, when our memories are old, it should be a kind of sadness, a kind of sacrifice, a tribute to the world, and a tribute to this youth.
We have had different experiences in our youth, teenagers are like this, those who have walked together, who have seen the road, now think that things are not people.