When the best memory has been recalled for many times,it's getting less tasty.再好的过去，回忆的次数多了，味道也就淡了。
You are sunshine,Is my distantlight.你是我的太阳，是我遥不可及的光。
Sometimes you gotta shut up, swallow your pride and accept that you’re wrong. It’s not giving up. It’s called growing up.有时候，你需要做的就是闭嘴，放下所谓的自尊，承认自己的错误。这不叫放弃，而叫成长。
你以为你是多余的，其实吧……你还真是多余的！
