I don’t know if this is a miss.

Just having it is enough. It’s not about clinging to that persistence to death, but about a connection in the heart and embracing the scenery that belongs to you. Know that what passes away by the roadside does not belong to you, it is just to appreciate and applaud.

I can feel that the gaze of the eyes in the unknown distance is either resentment, surprise, or unreadable depth, but I dare not look directly, or in other words, I cannot or do not want to look directly. When the eyes are locked, what can lead to the belonging in the heart.

So, keep moving forward. Let the colorful things slip through your fingertips. After all, it is a fallen flower. Even if you hold it, you can't keep it from passing away. Feel the warmth and fragrance it brings, and listen to the stories in its life. An understanding is enough, and then there will be an eternal connection.

How to turn a temporary moment into eternity. That is a kind of distance, not the attraction of two poles of magnets, nor the drifting away in life. It is a touchable and eternal companionship, like the gentle lines of thousand-year-old amber, and a tacit understanding in the heart: we are always here.

We are always together. When we look into the distance, our eyes may be a little closer together. At that time, we may be in different places, thousands of miles apart, but we will also smile knowingly. What comes to mind is your smiling face at this moment.

From that casual glance, maybe it was just an accidental train fluttering on the road, a piece of clothing that I had seen before, an action that I had seen often a long time ago, and a kind of familiarity came from my heart. It was a wonderful feeling. It was from a long time ago, at this distance and from this angle, and it seemed like déjà vu. I was stunned for a moment, and all the memories came to me spontaneously. When I came back to my senses, I realized that it was just a point that fit the memory. It was no longer a person nor an object. I took out my mobile phone, sent a text message, and made a call. I knew that that piece of clothing was someone's favorite piece. I knew that that action was a habit of many years. I knew that there were still unforgettable memories between us. When I heard that familiar voice, I realized that we had been gone for a long time.

That’s because we all know that we are always here, and the connection in our hearts will never be broken.

Just the familiarity and gratitude remain in my heart quietly. Even if I look far away, I can feel the breath coming from the past, gently swirling around us, accompanying us all the way.

Until the unknown future.