The wind came, slashed across your face, leaving a feeling that only you know, whether cool or cold, then, blown away.

You think that the gust of wind is a memory and will never come again.

However, another gust of wind blew across your face, and the feeling left to you was so similar to that gust of wind, as if the gust of wind had not blown away at all, and was blowing back and forth beside you.

So, is that gust of wind a memory or is it really around you?

Well, that depends on how everyone feels.

The following content is another perspective and has nothing to do with the above content.

I personally think that some beauty will really pass away when it passes and no longer exists. Even if there are similar things, it is just another beauty and cannot completely replace the most primitive beauty.

Well, the restaurant selling pork-footed rice at the entrance of the company, in my heart, the feeling of going there to have a meal was wonderful.

But later, the staff of the store changed, and the taste of the food changed a little. In addition, it was closed for a while, and I thought it was closed and moved away.

So, I chose the restaurant where I cooked and felt another kind of beauty.

And just as I began to get used to that other kind of beauty, the pig's feet restaurant reopened and added a soup noodles dish.

So, do I want to choose the Pigfoot Rice restaurant again?

No, I don't. Faithful to another kind of beauty, I continued to choose to eat at the restaurant where I cooked.

However, God likes bloody plots, so a speechless scene appears...

The restaurant where the cooking was cooked was closed and he didn't plan to make it. The word "shop transfer" was posted at the door.

Well, when another beauty suddenly disappeared and the beauty of Pigfoot rice was still there, I chose to go to Pigfoot restaurant for dinner again.

However, beauty is no longer the kind of beauty that it used to be...

The taste of those foods has become heavier and heavier. Some dishes are so salty that I feel resisted. Also, the main theme of the store has changed. It used to be pork-foot rice, but now it has become soup noodles. The customers who come to the store mainly eat soup noodles, and there are very few people eating. Inexplicably, they feel that they are out of place when they are eating there.

So, should I continue to choose this kind of beauty that has changed?

Well, I was puzzled for a while, and suddenly, the cooking shop opened again to do business! It turned out that it had not been closed yet...

Yes, these two stores are really good at playing.

Yes, when the cooking shop reopened to do business, I chose to go to the cooking shop for dinner.

Because of the beauty of Pigfoot Hotel, it has become almost unrecognizable. Also, I recently discovered that Pigfoot Hotel is no longer a Pigfoot Hotel, and has been renamed the Soup Noodle Shop.

This spoiled beauty is no longer beautiful. Fortunately, the dishes in the stir-frying restaurant still taste the same, and the style in the store is still the same.

However, beauty can change one's heart.

When another beauty suddenly disappears, I will also try to buy a pancake that smells quite fragrant but I don’t know what it is called.

In other words, I met Xiao Meihao.

So, even if that other beauty suddenly comes back, it can no longer completely occupy my heart. From time to time, I will make a choice and occasionally buy the cake that has a small beauty to eat.

This is not fickleness, but when I completely trusted that other beauty, it suddenly left without any warning. Suddenly, it felt like it was abandoned by beauty.

In order to soothe your heart, you can only continue to meet new beauty.

So I realized that I had a breakthrough in my heart. Beauty is not the only one, and I can choose in a variety of ways.

Well, once people like me identify the food in a certain store, I will always choose to eat at that store unless there is a change. For example, the food is not delicious, the atmosphere changes, the store is moved, etc.

Well, the beauty mentioned above is all about food and has nothing to do with other aspects of beauty.

Huh, then, come another topic.

Some time ago, my aunt added her old friend’s WeChat to WeChat.

Well, her old friend is Jing’s mother.

Jing is the girl I first liked in elementary school, and the most beautiful princess in my childhood.

Feeling, dreaming back to childhood.

Jing's mother sent Jing's current photo to Aunt, and Aunt showed it to me.

Well, in the photo, she has long hair, light makeup, fair-looking, leisurely jeans with a dark blue sports vest, mature and strange.

To be honest, I can't see any familiarity in the photos. Her current appearance and her childhood appearance have changed a lot. Even if she passes by me, I can't recognize her as Jing.

Although my appearance and I changed a lot from the outline, from the outline, others can still recognize which one I am from the photos I took with others when I was a child. But I can't associate her with her now in my mind.

Of course, she is also beautiful now. If I were asked to meet her in person, I would not help but feel a little inferior.

Well, my love for her is limited to my love for her when I was a child. Now when I see her photos, I feel no worries in my heart, just like seeing a photo of a model.

If you like, it has a shelf life.

Some likes are just fresh in a certain period of time, and after that period of time, they are beautiful memories.

Just like a song I wrote before, "Contradiction", there are a few lyrics at the end, which can also be used as the ending of this article.

The wind is not that gust of wind;

Rain, not that rain;

Love is not that love.
Chapter completed!