Time cannot change everything; some memories are etched in our hearts.

 　　Today is the Double Ninth Festival, and also the 20th birthday of a friend from my village. Seeing his birthday brought back many memories and stirred up a lot of feelings. I thought about how I'll be turning 20 in two months; I thought about the fortune-telling my grandmother did for me. That fortune-telling made me feel a bit down. While eating breakfast, I texted my cousin a question and then poured out my heart. Although she didn't give me a direct answer, her response warmed my heart.

　　The weather was nice, neither too hot nor too cold. Before lunch, my younger sister and her classmates packed up and prepared to go back to school.

　　Around 11:30 am, I called a close friend in the village and invited her to come over so we could go to my friend's house for lunch. Before going, I called my grandmother to tell her I wouldn't be having lunch there. However, not long after, I heard my second aunt's voice. She was there to deliver something to my seventh aunt. Since my seventh aunt wasn't home, she had left the things at my house and asked me to pass them on. At that moment, I was utterly speechless, unable to describe my feelings.

　　While having dinner at a friend's house, watching him bustling around, I wondered if my own birthday would be just as busy. During the birthday boy's meal, all the other friends besides me were urging him to drink, wanting to have a few drinks with him, but due to certain circumstances, I just watched from the sidelines. After dinner, a few of us friends stayed at his house for a while.

　　What surprised me even more was that someone called me this afternoon—it was the friend I had a falling out with before. She called to ask for my other QQ number, explaining why. I asked her if she knew where her grandmother was, and told her that someone had delivered something to her grandmother today. She said she would call her grandmother, but I didn't really care whether she would or not. Although I readily agreed to her request, my tone was indifferent. I don't know how I feel about her now—perhaps indifferent, perhaps lukewarm, and she still only thinks of me when she needs something. Before, when she called me, I might have been happy, but now I feel nothing. I don't know if I'm being too sensitive.

　　Time can change a person, shape a person, and heal wounds. Life doesn't offer second chances; the past is gone, and no one knows what the future holds, so we can only cherish the present. Sometimes, we make ourselves suffer by overthinking.

　　I know I won't easily forget this day! After all, I still owe that friend a red envelope.

　　Eternal memories, eternal friendship—even time cannot change them.

　　(End of article)

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