A few days after my 25th birthday, my first love didn't want to list all kinds of care for me. It took me a long time to learn to take care of myself after he left. Once, he scolded me for our quarrel, because I had no ability to live. All the consequences he said are valid, and it turns out that he is right. In retrospect, I was an idiot in life.
The decline of family fortune also began at the age of 25. Although I have never been rich, I think of the prosperous life in the past, the rich food from the present perspective, the little white dog that followed us before and after running, my mother's mahjong, my mother's own hairstyle, my father's lottery ticket, alcohol and tobacco, monthly literature books, my brother's practical jokes and a lot of lively and beautiful life fragments left behind now.