I took so many photos for others, but the last one was actually my own posthumous photo. When my smile was frozen into a black-and-white framed portrait, my tears flowed again unsatisfactorily.
I don't know how long I can live, but it seems that they are all preparing for death, drinking happily with friends, drinking to the point where I don't know what to do, going to a picnic with my old classmates, drinking, chatting, playing cards, and having fun. Every madness, every meeting, seems to be saying goodbye and parting. Jokes with facts, "I'm dying", but my friends continue to go crazy. Laugh to the limit and cry! Teach my father to use the projector, over and over again, slam the door, take pictures step by step in the photo processor, mark the sequence, just for the sudden arrival of death, when the end of life is looming, will you dust it off The dust on the body shows at the end of life.
The contrast of warm youth, the vagueness of love, everything is showing the life trajectory of the alternation of old and new, but why should this beauty come to an abrupt end.
At the end of life, who do you want to accompany you? Is it to leave a good memory, or to make each other painful.
I have come to the front of the photo studio more than once, and the letter I sent has no response, only memories. I tried my best to find each other, but I touched you in the distance through the glass of the cafe. The written letter was finally put away with myself. When the box was closed, did you put it all down? The joy and sadness of the past , whether it disappears with that distant life.
When I came to the photo studio again, the sign when I was out was shaking, still, I didn't see you in the past, but I saw the smiling face of the old days in the window. My heart is full of happiness, for the untouchable love, it is enough!
I know very well that the feeling of love fades, just like old photos. But you will always stay in my heart, forever beautiful, until the last moment of my life. Thank you and see you again.
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