Time brings nothing but wrinkled skin to the mediocre, but to the wise, it also brings a charm of accumulation. Every man's death is either heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. Time was like a big sieve that could withstand the filtering. Only those who stayed behind were true friends. The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but the second when I just got online, you went offline. Fate is like the palm print in one's hand, no matter how twisted it is, it is ultimately in one's own hands.