The wind, blowing gently, with a hint of gentleness, with a hint of loneliness. Standing in front of the window, looking into the distance, my thoughts drifted away. Those past events have gradually precipitated in the long river of years, and now they are revisited, and they feel that the past follows the wind.
When I was a child, I always looked forward to growing up, thinking that when I grew up, I would be free to do what I wanted to do. At that time, I was running and playing in the fields with my friends, catching fish and shrimp by the river, and laughter echoed in the air. We spent countless carefree days together, and those were the best memories of childhood. However, as time went by, we all grew up and went in different directions. The former friends have little contact now, and those days of playing together can only be found in memory.
I still remember when I was young, I worked hard for the dream in my heart. At that time, there was endless passion and courage, not afraid of difficulties, not afraid of failure. For an exam, I fought hard for a competition. At that age of dreams and hopes, we believed we could change the world. However, the cruelty of reality has gradually made us understand that there is a long distance between dreams and reality. The former pride and ambition gradually disappeared in the tempering of the years, and was replaced by a calm and calm life.
Once, I also experienced the sweetness and bitterness of love. At that age when love was first blooming, I met someone who made my heart move, thinking that it was eternal. We have had many good times together, shared happiness together, and endured pain together. However, the trick of fate made us finally separate, and that unforgettable love can only become a memory. Looking back now, although there is a trace of regret in my heart, it is more of a gratitude for that time. Because I once had, I learned the preciousness of love.
On the road of life, we will meet many people and experience many things. Some will become passers-by in our lives, while others will leave a deep imprint. But whether it is joy or pain, whether it is success or failure, is a thing of the past. When we look back, we may laugh at our childishness and regret our mistakes, but none of this matters anymore. Importantly, we learn to grow and cherish from these experiences.
The past drifts in the wind. They are a part of our lives and have witnessed our growth and change. Let's bravely move into the future with memories of the past. I believe that in the coming days, we will be more mature and stronger, to meet every challenge in life, to create our own wonderful life.