Youth is a magnificent symphony. Sometimes there are quiet years, but there are also regrets when the sky is gray. The flawless white clouds in the sky and the pure blue behind them are the dreams of youth, pure and lofty. Under the dim moonlight, the lights are dim, the delicate flowers in front of you and the dots of fluorescence in the distance are the romance of youth. Thank you for accompanying me through all the beautiful scenery in my youth, and thank you for letting me see the beautiful scenery besides you.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
