Drunk dreams never wake up every year, and the cycle of years seems to be tonight.
When I was young, I didn't worry about four years, but I couldn't dream of ten years.
Ten years have passed and I hope there will be another ten years.
Is it a dream? Is it awake? Is it short? Is it long? Or an accident of fate? ...
Twenty-year-old girls envy maturity and nobility, while thirty-year-old women envy freshness and simplicity.
And I, there is not much difference before and after ten years, just a little ignorant and a little vague memory.
Youth is like a dream, years are like flowers, water is like years, and it is fleeting. An open book that can't be closed, out of the water, hastily read, suddenly look back, full of dust. The wind blew, and in a trance, time passed, and the fragments of his handwriting followed.
The unexpected turning point in life is never absent, it will come sooner or later. That summer, the girl's life trajectory took a turning point at the age of twenty. An unexpected job, campus life that ended early, and other 19 people I met.
Nowadays, friends who turned around 10 years ago gather around the table. Looking back on the summer when we met by chance ten years ago, it was hot but full of surprises.
At that time, we were a group of post-80s generations of different ages, with a mother who had never been breastfed, a tall male monitor, three little girls who were sophomores, and outstanding brothers and sisters with their own characteristics. Because of this job, we met and became attached. Our friendship is not only friends, but also brothers and sisters. Times have changed, and we have our own life track. There are people who are separated when they walk, and there are hearts that are inseparable when they walk. Busy, every party, people present will always think of those who can't be present.
After ten years together, we can clearly say what we said in those years, clearly say what happened in those years, and quickly find out old photos. That pure summer, fifteen days of training life, all kinds of happiness were fermented by our group.
In the first ten years, your life has changed more or less, and I am still the same. You walk fast or slow, I'm still that little girl. Under your care, I followed awkwardly. I can't catch up with you, and I can't walk fast, but I walk slower and slower, thinking that if one day I fall far, I can't keep up. As if there is an invisible line, whenever I am about to disappear, it will help me so that I will never be absent.
From the beginning, I was not prepared to jump on this road, and I stumbled all the way. I always want to stop and have a rest. I am not a very good professional, and I can't do my best for a long time. I always want to take some time for myself. I don't want to be driven by time or walk too fast. I want to see the flowers in spring and the moon in autumn, enjoy the snow in summer and winter, read my favorite words, practice beautiful calligraphy, wear my own clothes and do my own hair ... I want to do all the things that the little girl who has no time to graduate has no time to do. Fortunately, the years are quiet, but the initial heart remains the same. Fortunately, now is the right time, but there is no need to rush. Everything will be realized in time!
There is no established script for the end of life. No matter how many years have passed, someone will still discuss the future with you.
Ten years is just a point. In the next decade, I will still wonder what the next decade will look like, and whether it will remain the same.