这个标题在桌面上放了很久,我实在不知道该怎样把它写下去,就一直空在那里。当我们为了各自的征途各自离去时,我终于在一个宁静的下午开始表述。平静的,从容的,如同我们一起走过的路途。我们分享过一篇文章,结尾处写“我们的青春一如四月的风,温柔,缠绵,而终将消失不见。”我记 This title was put on the table for a long time. I really don’t know how to write it down and it’s been there. When we left for their respective journeys, I finally began to speak in a quiet afternoon. Calm, calm, as we walked together. We shared an article and wrote at the end: “Our youth is like the wind of April. It is gentle, lingering, and it will eventually disappear.” I remember