@Autumn Good Times My experience has taught me that the relationship between people and people is staged. Time and space are our biggest killers for each other.
Once we also met because of the same time, the same space. Let's have a wonderful time together. Good times are always short, there are always moments of separation. You said you were going to the city to fight, and I chose to go to my hometown in the countryside. So we parted ways. But we are not momentarily strange. When we first separated, we still thought of each other and kept in touch. You show me the prosperity of the city. I share the fun of the countryside with you, but we didn't get involved in each other's lives. Gradually, there were fewer topics. The tacit understanding of the past has gradually become less and less. Many times of mutual dialogue, no longer timely reply, hurriedly ended chat, so that each other feel that the chat is a kind of disturbance. Adults always have some sensitivity and self-awareness, when they find that the other party has retreat and coldness. Gradually, I rarely took the initiative to contact, because everyone was busy. So. There were no waves between us, no quarrels, no closing words, but we had no more contact with each other. Since then, we have disappeared into each other's lives, and each other's memories have gradually blurred.
"Being pushed along, following the flow of life, the stranger in the coming year is yesterday's dearest so-and-so." - Best friend
This is "the first time I don't know the meaning of the song, and then I smell it, I am already a person in the song.".
