The epidemic lasted longer than my love.

COVID-19 started on February 8, 20 19, and now it is March 8, 2022. Only a few years of youth, the epidemic accounted for three years. In the past three years, we have been on and off. I always thought our story would last longer than the epidemic, but before this wave of epidemic came, we also parted ways. We never survived the epidemic for long! After this passage, my eyes blurred ...

I always believe that there is a meaning of coming and a purpose of going.

The purpose of coming is to see you, and leaving means to see you next time.

See deer in the deep forest, see whales in the blue sea, and wake up to see you.

They said they couldn't settle the dispute.

They said, "Because there are no new stories, we will never forget the old ones."

So I'm going to write my later story with a new story. Our story is over, but my story has to start over.

Master Putuo Mountain said: Our life is more than just saying goodbye to one person.

Summon up the courage to say goodbye and you will get a new start.

Let's not regret it. If we start over, you may not be satisfied with yourself.

Memory is the water in your palm. Whether you open it or hold it tightly, it will eventually flow clean through your fingers. We will also be forgotten in the vast sea of people.

"People who really love each other want to have it at a glance", so we have never seen it again. ............