When I was having a drink with a friend today, he talked about his former girlfriend, thinking about it.
One day, he met his first love girlfriend. After more than ten years of separation, they have opened their hearts and just chatted with each other. From the eyes of first love, he can see his changes and maturity, and he can no longer be the man who used to be ignorant, who only gets angry with himself (girlfriend), who has to take care of him when he is drunk, and would rather have fun with others than take care of him. She sighed: "You have changed, you are different from before." She said with a sad expression and a red face, whispered: "You have grown up, but your growth is based on the pain of others...", "If you were like you in the past, then we must be together now, not the passers-by like each other now." "I remember the first time I got drunk, my head was dizzy and I couldn't walk steadily, but I still have to take care of you who are drunk..."
just a few words, I heard a hint of sadness and a burst of annoyance, but now I have no choice but to become a passerby. The beauty of the past can only be left in the deepest part of my memory, and always reminded myself: "Life is short. When you meet the right person, cherish it in time and cherish the person in front of you. Of course, if you can start over, (XXXXXX), you will not refuse."
