Doting on the Green Plum: the Aloof School Sweetheart Is Too Pampered and Too Flirtatious

We think that life is so long, so long that we cannot escape the dark night, the cold winter, or the depression. The yellowed memories are as long as the migration of the sea, like the change of things and people, like the rebirth of the Phoenix. We are accustomed to attribute all changes to the flow of time, but we do not know that time is only moving forward, and we are the only ones who change.