This is probably my immature self.
Time always passes silently, and the traces continue to fade away in the wash of the sea of time. Absolute eternity does not exist, although as a middle-aged boy, I still have many extravagant hopes for it. After going through many separations and choices, from a little kid who cried from school to the early morning of the next day, to now a big boy who almost never sheds tears, I realized that strength is reality after all. What is truly worth cherishing is, after all, not the memories of the past, but the people around you. But after all, I couldn't overcome my fragile heart and fear of separation. Therefore, in life, I mostly appeared in front of my classmates and friends as aloof or stupid, deliberately controlling the distance from my friends so that my heart would not be too controlled by emotions, although I knew very well that this was impossible. In this way, I spent 6 years, hypocritically spending these wonderful years. Perhaps this is a sign of immaturity. I saw someone in the forum was leaving (what if?), it brought back some memories, that's all.
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I was holding an AK in my left hand and a battle axe in my stone hand, and kicked towards the scholar →_→ but unexpectedly, my wrong foot struck the scholar's face, the scholar shouted "My handsome face" and then jumped off the building to commit suicide...
Keep your distance, and you won't get too deeply involved. If your expectations are too high, only when you fall and get hurt can you heal. Saying 'I'm leaving' is just a way to look back at the meaning of your own existence when you're leaving.
Everything will pass, no matter how glorious it once was. The meaning does not lie in others' words, but in everyone's hearts.
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