Why don't you just delete the message?

There will always be a lot of short messages I can't bear to delete.

It's freezing in the cold, covered with parents' advice,

Best friend wishes you a happy birthday,

I haven't seen you for years, and suddenly I miss you.

And someone's sweet nothings,

Over the years, mobile phones have changed one after another.

The old mobile phone that has been replaced is never discarded.

It's all in the drawer,

Then one afternoon, I found out,

Turn out the mailboxes and read them one by one.

Miss yourself, miss the mood at that time.

Unwilling to delete text messages,

What does this mean for us?

I didn't know my parents' love until I left home?

Care and nostalgia for a friendship?

The ups and downs of an unforgettable love?

Or a souvenir of a memory?

Maybe both,

Because this is all about love and beauty,

So I don't want to delete it,

So I just want to keep it.

It's like a lifelong conversation,

Just like our diaries when we were young,

Record, keep,

When we want to remember,

Presented one by one.

Sometimes I think,

Those text messages I sent at that time,

Will the recipient be like me,

Well-preserved, reluctant to delete.

On a warm day,

Take it out to dry.