Some people you can't forget, they can only worry alone; some feelings you can't let go of, they can only worry about mediocre people. Maybe others have forgotten you long ago, memories are just your prison; maybe others live better than you, and concern is just your extra futili

Some people you can't forget, they can only worry alone; some feelings you can't let go, they can only worry about mediocre people. Maybe others have forgotten you long ago, memories are just your prison; maybe others live better than you, and concern is just your extra futility.

Some people you can't forget, you can only be alone and miserable; Some emotions you can't put down, can only be mediocre self-disturbance. Maybe others have long forgotten you, and the memory is just your own prison; Maybe others are better off than you, and worrying is just your extra futile effort.

What was past is lingering; how can the future come?

The past, lingering; The future, how can it come.

Life, there is no experience that cannot be walked through, only oneself that cannot be walked through; feelings, there is no past that cannot be overcome, only one mood that cannot be overcome.

In life, there is no experience that cannot be walked, only the self that cannot go out; Feelings, there is no past that cannot be passed, only the mood of not going.