You came, you left.
That June\ That mottled summer\ Tiny fragments of sunlight fall on your profile\ Under your closed eyes there are faint dark shadows\ The ceiling fan above creaks and groans\ Unable to drive away the heat\ Then you wake up\ Pick up a pen\ Facing sheet after sheet of test papers\ Who can smooth out the slight furrows in your brow for you\ Winter came particularly late afterward\ For a long stretch of time\ The morning breeze couldn't blow away the taste of summer\ Afterwards, it seemed there was no autumn\ We put on coats and saw the frost\ Time lightly\ Carefully\ If we look back, we can't see\ Those times you said we'd go to Yunnan together\ Those times you said we'd go see the sea together\ Those times you said we'd go to the future together\ Those things we said together\ Past\ Present\ Future\ And the wishes made\ The bold words spoken\ And the free and unrestrained silhouettes of youth marching forward\ Like drifting cotton\ Finally fly to a very, very far place\ Do you still remember\ The male classmate who threw a chalk at you\ Do you still remember\ The female classmate who handed you bottled water\ Do you still remember\ The teacher who tapped your head with a rolled-up book\ Do you still remember these\ One afternoon while studying, suddenly a storm disrupted the campus's tranquility\ One leisurely weekend, you, he, she, they, all of you partied together\ He said, I like you\ She said, I've finally graduated\ You said, will we still be together\ And then fell silent\ One hundred days\ Ninety days\ Eighty days\ Seventy days\ Sixty days\ Fifty days\ Forty days\ Thirty days\ Twenty days\ Ten days\ Five days\ Four days\ Three days\ Two days\ One day\ You became increasingly silent\ You didn't have enough time together\ You couldn't cherish it in time\ You began to feel sad and helpless\ After leaving the exam hall\ Your mood was not as relaxed as you had imagined\ You felt heavy\ You reminisced\ Those vague times could never be seen again\ Those giggling friends eventually went their separate ways\ Those stories, those people, all of it\ Suddenly\ Just disappeared and went far away\ You thought you would still be together\ But in the end, it couldn't withstand the tearing of realityFrom now on, you are you\ He is he\ You thought you could still get together every few days\ But in the end, you realize he is in Beijing, she is in Hainan, and you are in Changsha\ You are worlds apart\ You no longer have time\ So you realize you can no longer deceive yourself\ You know life can no longer be like before\ Start learning\ Start hustling\ Start feeling restless\ Start being worldly\ Start being realistic\ Eventually start feeling justified\ Start feeling indifferent\ And finally understand\ You will come\ And you will go\ Goodbye\ My old times\…………
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Holding on to past memories will directly affect your future.
Muah, the original poster really wrote well! I really admire it..
The original poster reminded me of the past again…
It is precisely for this reason that we cherish the present even more!
Uh, senior year of high school isn't that painful, just a bit tiring, after all, no one likes the sadness of parting. My homeroom teacher said: You should go through senior year with a smile. In the last hundred days, what you need to seize is not just the college entrance exam.
What's worth being sad about? After a day, the pain is gone.
Cherish the present...
..Eggs
Tomorrow will never come, because when tomorrow arrives, it is already today. Only today belongs to you; never count on tomorrow!
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