Have you noticed that most relationships in a person’s life are just a fleeting Summer camp?

I really love looking through old photos, and then I realize that many people truly just showed up for a moment and then never got in touch again. The faces that are frozen in the photo albums are both unfamiliar and familiar.
Someone asked me: If you already know that human connections are a flowing Summer camp, how will you deal with it next time?
My answer is: Keep throwing yourself in. Keep being sincere.
Summer is long, but summer will also end. Every encounter is the intersection of each person’s life trajectory at this point in time and space—at that moment, it can never be replayed.
That’s why those moments that you know are temporary yet still put your whole heart into experiencing them are not a waste; they’re the best response to this sense of uniqueness.
I often lament that connections between people can be so easily and firmly established, and yet also break with the lightest touch. But no matter how it turns out, the probability of an encounter being 1/80,000 still looks like a miracle.
Although most people will only be passersby in this summer camp, at certain specific moments our coordinates overlap—we trade stories, influencing each other. Once the time is up, we turn around and retreat back into the parallel waves.
Sometimes I think that the “best before” date of a relationship is just where it ends—but summer repeats itself. So I look forward to this summer, the way I look forward to every summer.