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"You see that this day the light finally swallowed the sea and broke through the clouds, just like our parting or growth has long been predestined. There is no way back, only keep moving forward. ”
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01.
I always felt that the best thing in life is to meet, but later I found out that it was actually a reunion.
And those who always think that they will see each other again, once separated, may never see each other again, and in the end we walk in the ups and downs of the years, and everyone is in a hurry.
But if the fate is still there, we can still meet, then when we meet again, it is not endless words, or a few words of booing and asking for warmth, or we sit opposite each other, but we don't know what to say, and where to start.
Whatever it is, we are still us, just not who we were before.
In the past, we always felt that our youth was still on the road, but when we suddenly wanted to look back, we found that the best of us had already separated a whole young age of young youth.
When inadvertently, because of a certain momentary touch, open the valve of memory, and return to the memory layer that has not been there for a long time, the opening mention is dusty.
When I browsed the circle of friends idly, I suddenly found that my once good junior high school classmates had written a long and long little story, and under the attraction of curiosity, I read it, read it, and gradually understood that she relied on fairy tales and wrote her own love story.
I couldn't help but send her a message, wanting to know the details of the story, and in this way, we gradually chatted after not seeing each other for a long time.
From the beginning of her love story, to the end of the memories of our youth. I said I was going back to junior high school tonight, and she said she might too, so we fell asleep after saying goodnight to each other.
But the truth is that the dream that night did not have the twinkle of the stars of that year, the autumn wind gradually, the evening wind slowly, and even the dream did not have everyone in the dream at that time.
Sure enough, what can't go back is not going back after all, and even the youthful madness of the big dream at that time has become a luxury.
Just like what Taiichi said in "The Great Luck", at that time we were always crazy, romantic, and clear beings.
Mentioning us at that time, simple and clean, the corners of our mouths could not help but rise upwards. But unconsciously, when we accidentally remember the past, it turns out that our hurried year can only be interpreted by memory.
02.
I forget when it started, the social software that symbolizes our age, no longer has new news reminders from time to time.
The visitors in the space sometimes only have one or two people for several months, and everything seems to be static, like the names that stay in the group, and only exist in the friends list.
And those who left, the past years, were slowly covered with a thick layer of dust.
Remembering the last year I met a classmate I hadn't seen in five years, when I stopped to call her name, she recognized me at a glance and jumped up excitedly.
I looked at her who had become particularly beautiful in front of me and sighed, a few words of greeting, we no longer had the natural way of talking in the past, there was nothing to say, so I chose to wave goodbye.
We have all changed a lot, and it is a little strange to meet by chance, and it is true that we do not know what to do, but at that time, our heartfelt excitement and joy were also real.
Maybe we are always changing, growing, and can't go back to the past, but it can't be denied that in the depths of our memories, we have quietly stored the people and things of that purest age in our hearts.
Perhaps on a hot summer afternoon, when our minds wandered, when we were young and sunny, we were once again gathered in the mezzanine of memory associations. We can't go back to the spring in the grid, but we have never forgotten that spring.
03.
How long have you not been in touch with your former friend?
How many people who have accompanied you through the years of your youth are still with you today?
Maybe we are all hurrying forward, too late to look back, but we will always remember that green and beautiful years, and the original innocent and beautiful us!
The past is over, but we will never forget it.
Although the future is future, we will not be afraid at all.
May each of us not forget the past and not fear the future. Long and brave, confident and determined.
"The third road still grows endlessly, and the sycamore shade is still leafy. The sun was shining brightly, the wind was blowing through the forest, and they were young at that time. ”
Although I am no longer the original thrush, you are not the white-clad teenager of the original. But we will always be the best of us.