Lonely pillow, cool night, looking through the window, white light.
Engraved with green screen windows.
Deliberately remembering the seashells and not wanting to think about them.
In those days, children were unforgettable without wanting anything.
People calling friends and calling friends were bustling.
Playing hide-and-seek cats with a wry smile.
Once, teenagers aspired to look at the stars and count their dreams of flying P > how many people keep in touch with each other as the years go by
Once a few friends were separated
Yellow photos were dug up at the bottom of the old box
The strange and familiar smile
The beautiful and brilliant face like a lifetime ago
The past' prosperity and sadness eventually dispersed into clouds
Once elegance and quicksand were like fingers. > Inevitable estrangement is gradually emerging
Even if we meet again, it will only be a few pleasantries
In fact, we all don't want to change
It's just a world with fading time
We are powerless to return to heaven
Perhaps the most important thing is today
Cherish and love everything and move forward hand in hand.