I suddenly thought of you, so I wanted to write something to you. I don't know if you will dislike it after seeing it. I will always think of you, and then I will be sad for a long time, because we have not seen each other for a long time. I hope you have never forgotten me.
You used to be the most caring person to me, but it's a pity that time and distance have pulled us further and further apart. In the blink of an eye, we haven't seen each other for several years.
I always want to ask if you are well and whether you are spending every day happily in this spring day.
I wanted to ask about you from others, and they told me: "I haven't contacted you for a long time, so I don't know how you are doing."
You seem to have lost contact with each of us. I wonder if you have been evaporated by the heat in the south.
About our past, it is indeed a thing worth remembering.
Because you have brought me countless laughter, and I stand by your side wholeheartedly and stay with you day and night.
If some things had been known earlier, we probably wouldn't have made the parting so hasty. At least we could have kept each other's contact information.
Now that I browse all the places on the map, I can't tell others exactly where you are?
Yeah, honey, where are you?
Did you know? I will graduate in September this year, and I suddenly find that my life has begun to stop.
The happy life we once imagined is now a fantasy, and we feel ridiculous even when we think about it.
Everyone is a dreamer. When the dream is gone, only home is left.
Maybe it's a good thing that we don't know each other's current situation. At least we can guess that the other person is doing well. Maybe, you are really good.
People around me are starting to be busy, upgrading their undergraduate degree, taking postgraduate entrance examinations, and looking for jobs.
We have really become the kind of people who are running on the line of livelihood, keeping ourselves busy for food and clothing.
Perhaps one day we will give up all our current expectations just to make ourselves rich enough to eat a piece of bread.
This society will turn us into the kind of people it needs, so now we don't have to worry about not adapting to society, we just don't have enough time.
Are my words a bit heavy? I'm really sorry. I want to find someone who can talk to me, but there is always a lack of such people around me.
I think, if one day we meet in a sea of people, will we sit together drinking coffee and chatting about the past that you and I don't know?
I like the warm spring breeze blowing through my ears, like your warm palms.
I like walking hand in hand with you through the streets, and I like drinking jasmine-scented milk tea with you.
In the winter, we walked home with our schoolbags on our backs, visited roadside stalls, and ate barbecue on the dusty streets.
They always say that we are too unlike girls, otherwise we would always like to jump off the window frame and then rush to the toilet.
When I was looking through the souvenir album, I saw you saying: "I miss the time we spent eating spicy food together."
I suddenly wanted to laugh. At that time, even if I was sitting under the podium, I dared to hide under the desk and eat spicy food, and then wipe my mouth quickly when the teacher turned around.
Our despicable behavior escaped the teacher's cruel eyes, so we were able to maintain it until the day before the exam.
Do you still remember that we secretly went back to school on weekends to fill the desk of the most annoying girl with water, then trampled all her homework books, and pretended to comfort her during class?
I think that was the happiest thing I have ever done in my life. Although it seemed so despicable, it finally made me do such a refreshing thing when I left school.
I remember you said: "My dear, I miss you so much and the bad things we have done."
I anticipated all the possibilities for our future, but I did not expect to lose contact like now.
This is also good, people who have never said goodbye will not be embarrassed when they meet.
You are the magnificent waterfall that I suddenly encountered when I was hiking. The powerful force rushed into my blood and emotions.
I was so surprised that I couldn't leave for a long time.
I thought that such a majestic and wanton body would never be seen again in this world. Even this earth-shattering vastness will never be seen again.
I always feel that some feelings do not need to be shown in words.
I feel like getting to know you is a bit like a very low-probability miracle. Since there are not too many other disturbances in my age,
the dragging rhythm of youth will always play a fierce and strong note for such feelings.
