When sorting out my grandmother's belongings, I opened the drawer and saw a family photo from 50 years ago. It was a black and white photo, with each childish face looking serious yet familiar. The "Mom and Dad" in the photo had left this world, and the children had all become mom and dad.
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I will never forget that moment which seemed like the opening of a parallel universe. Thinking about how young and innocent they were at that time, it was as if they were living on the other side of the universe.
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I picked up my pen and repainted the yellowed family portrait with light colors and childlike lines, so that it would no longer be forgotten in the universe so sadly. After seeing the photo, the "children" in the photo happily put it by their sides and on their mobile phone wallpapers. The memories that had been forgotten for decades existed again in their hearts.
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Every photo has its regrets, the regret of current "hope", the regret of future "memories", the regret of not "achieving", and we are the ones who draw the "regrets" in your heart in the same universe.