Youth, there are so many regrets. If I could be promising at a young age, how could I push you into the arms of others.
When we are young, we have too many imperfections and too many regrets. Maybe it's because of inferiority complex, maybe it's because of too much love, and in the end he didn't win the approval of the beautiful woman. If I had to do it all over again, maybe I might still not do well, but at least I would make up for the regrets I had. A young man rides a horse, dreaming of prosperity, a world full of stars and flowers, and finally a summer.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
