The Period You Drew

I met a strange girl. She is always alone in front of a deserted grave. When you laugh, you cry, when you cry, you laugh. What's the story between her and him? If it is sad, I think it must be sadder than sad. The light of youth shines on the faces of young girls, creating colorful splendor. Youth is a past that cannot be returned, it is wind and light. You can't touch it but the hot temperature tells you that it's there! "The food you cooked is edible, but it's all burnt!" "Yes, this is my first time cooking, so you can't help but respect me!" "This is the first time I've seen mushy egg fried rice." "Do you want to eat it or not?" "Eat eat eat...!"