The green years are the best years in life. Harvest friendship, gain love, keep getting, keep losing. Learn to be indifferent and learn to be strong. When I look back occasionally, I realize that the years have passed and the past has already become a wound. Now that you are strong, when you look back on your past, do you ever want to say to someone: "I have transformed, but where are you?" At that time, you did not dare to fight for things because of your low self-esteem. Now that you have confidence, you can no longer find what you want. Helplessness permeates the air, but I have to sigh, this is life, give and take. The future is spread out in front of you, but the past is silent in your life and never comes or goes. Occasionally, when you look back and open a picture scroll similar to your own youth, will you cry in indifference? The youth of each of us has a misty and strange color among the similarities, and this book will take you back to memories and help you find the truest self. Maybe in this devastated city, you have forgotten your memories and lost your truest self, wrapped in an inescapable mask. But my dear you, will you always leave a small house deep in your heart to hold the most beautiful and beautiful memories? Reminisce occasionally and don't let your heart grow old, never. I hope the passion is still there, the love is still there, and the youth is still there. Always there.
