终于(六)
用我的名字拆分成一小小拙诗:
沐雨林深处，断木一枯荣。
执子忘偕老，故人何处觅？
唯怜多情女，抚琴无人听。
问君尚可好，爱折花南寻。
横笛缺钩月，燕尔不待君。
---20191012
To my friend .jiao.
There's always some separation that happens.
Big parting. Little parting.
We'll go our separate ways one day.
Perhaps the real growth is that you are no longer a closed individual. We need to keep getting to know new people, Leave old friends.
These are our encounters.
Lucky to have you as a friend. We have to learn to separate.
Also learn to grow in tears.
What does a few years count? The road of life is long. Flowers are fragrant. Cherish the wine of the millennium.
Separation is only the first part we have to learn to face.
And you have to accept. This is inevitable.
But sooner or later, we're gonna have to learn.
No one is a lifelong dependency.
---202005
