What can a full moon do besides kill people? Hehe, making friends is not a good thing either. I first met Cheng Jun on the night of cicada singing in January five years ago. I will try to torture myself. If the time is delayed for five years, if we meet today, will we still be brothers? I'd like to say yes, but the reality is often cruel. The more you want something to appear, the more you will lose it. But the more you don't want him to appear, the more he will come to you. Five years have passed, what has changed? Is it society? Is it human heart? Or time? I think, except time, I will always follow in his footsteps and move forward at a constant speed. I'm afraid there is nothing we can expect. When I first became a gentleman five years ago, I ate a lot, thinking that this boy grew up eating pig feed, and he was only one meter eight in the third grade. I didn't expect to meet him for the first time, saying that we were actually in the same class. I swear that I was desperately remembering that class, and all the memories of that class could not find him at all. Thanks to a change, the topic was brought to his height again, because at that time I was really curious about what to eat to make the wretched 16-year-old hold his head high. Just as people are curious now why nothing grows on the river bank, the reason is so strange that the final answer is as funny as the national football team washing its feet upstream. At night, the night is deep, January is empty, the breeze floats on the surface, and two children quarrel. A stage with a higher heart than the sky, an era called ideal, when it comes to heated discussions, it is like pointing fingers and scolding Mr. Fang, as if my dream is in front of me, as if I am going to become an immortal. Thinking of this, I think of the conservation of soil moisture in primary schools. Think about the beautiful picture at that time. In today's words, it should be called harmony. Hehe, now I think of the past as a dream and the years are like smoke. Now I won't be with people. Is it time that has worn away the spirit of my youth, or has given me the composure I deserve? The ideal of my childhood is inversely proportional to the change of time. What should I do with my emptiness except confusion now? Looking back now, those people are still worried about those things. Teacher Liu, who teaches Chinese, is nicknamed "Heavy Hair". Teacher Feng, who teaches mathematics, spends the same time every year, and people are different every year. Every time I read this sentence, I feel even sadder. I remember when I was with Dacheng, I talked most about philosophy, and the most talked about topic was the meaning of life, perhaps out of boredom or ignorance, although we didn't have natural ideas. Without Dali spirit, we budding people always want to find some answers, give ourselves a reason to live and a reason to believe in ourselves. Most conversations are like this: I: die, success: die, I don't want to die, I put my hands together, grabbed my neck and said loudly, let me help you. I said with my last breath that I would continue to live. When he wasn't looking, a monkey stole a peach. Dacheng suddenly turned over and grabbed me to avoid when he endured such great pain. I still firmly believe that as long as I persist for one second, it must be me who succeeds, and he will definitely put down his hand and surrender to me. But time is often like this. People in the world often do the same, knowing that they will succeed in the next second, but he gives up. It's not that I have the gift of being unreasonable, but that I have inhuman skills. Let go of imagination and return to reality, that is, immediately let go of his little brother and beg for mercy and apologize to him. A serious and thought-provoking topic was interrupted in this way, and life and death were disturbing. Who can explain it clearly and who can understand it clearly? We experience life every day, and one day we will face death. Does it matter whether you are Cao Cao or Cao Pi? It makes no difference. Is there really no difference? There is a difference, hehe