That night, standing on the podium, your image suddenly appeared in my mind. For a fleeting moment, I tried desperately to grasp it, but it vanished in an instant.
In my memory, your face seems blurred; I occasionally flip through photo albums, afraid of forgetting the one I once knew so well.
I wonder where you are today, whether you are well. I only want to quietly remember you, and wish we would never meet again in the next life!
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