The last letter is over, and I will not forget you

Hi, Mr. W, this is the third and last letter I have written to you, this is the fifth year I have known you, I have almost forgotten your voice, and I remember the first time I saw you, wearing a white shirt and black pants, standing on the podium to give a testimonial.

It's been almost five years, and every time my friend mentions you, I will quietly fall into our past memories, and you are still my heart. In fact, I still think of you often, you quietly lie in my friends list, the dialog box opens and closes, and the circle of friends brushes and brushes.

I had a very long, long dream in which you said you wouldn't leave me, it was going to be dawn soon, I don't know if you're still here, if you're still here, you'll come to my dream tomorrow, okay?

In fact, we don't have so many regrets, hugged, kissed, happy, and loved.

I seem to have met a good boy now, probably just seeing him beat faster, really beating, maybe this is the heartbeat.

Mr. W, I want to go around the world with other boys to see the scenery, to taste the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar tea in life, and I want to go to the end with other boys.

I will not forget you, I am going to start a new life, life is long, we all have to live well, I hope you can also be happy.