2. In a hurry, some people will drift away from us and some things will be forgotten by us. We will lose some friends and meet some people.
3, a thousand lines of tears alone, open your Wan Li book.
There are kites in spring, fish in summer, bluebirds in autumn and geese in winter. Letters come and go, and days pass by.
5. Those letters that once entrusted our family and friendship, those that carried our glory and dreams, were engraved with inscriptions like monuments, standing on the road of our life.