Let me talk about the past.

1. I miss the past bit by bit, and the past will eventually become an old memory. Although I can't go back, I always miss myself from time to time.

2. I miss myself, how aggressive and determined I was at that time, and I can't find myself who didn't admit defeat in those years.

3. I miss myself at the beginning, how innocent I was at the beginning, and think about myself now, which has been dyed in various colors by this society.

Sometimes we miss the past, not because life is not good now, but because we miss the little beauty of the past. After all, what is lost will never come back.

It is strange that I always despise my former self, but I always miss the past.

6. I am alone, forgetting or missing, regretting or unwilling, all of which are my own business and have nothing to do with others. If we don't forget the past, it's never because we miss others, but because we miss ourselves in previous years.

7. I miss the clouds before, clean and flawless. In the past, the days were blue and clean, with no pollution at all, and mixed with the seasons when warm winds passed. Miss the simple self, miss the naughty boy, miss yourself at that time.

8. Love is a bitter soup from the bottom of my heart. People always drink tea to cool off the heat before sharing it with others. I miss the past, but I just want to miss myself in the past and miss the affectation of youth.

9. In youth, those people embellished our best time, giving us an illusion that you thought you missed them. In fact, what we miss is only ourselves and our time. They are just passers-by in our lives, frozen in that blue sky, frozen in that messy classroom, frozen in that green smiling face and become a faded black and white photo.

10. After so long, I still miss the past, miss being in the crowd, miss being alone, miss being in a daze, miss being busy. I just forget where I am when I miss you, but I am carried away and full of joy. Looking up, I saw no one around me, envious of myself in my memory.

1 1. I will miss the past, not because I can't let go of my former people or things, but because I miss my bohemian self.

12. I like myself now and miss us before. Looking at the sky quietly, recalling the past dribs and drabs, I found that the original perfection has gradually grown old.

13. If we don't forget, it's never because we missed others, but because we missed ourselves in previous years.