Memories are the pain left to everyone who can't get out.
"How can you do it if you are so skinny?"
"I will be with you from now on."
"Cover your ears when others say it. Listen to what you want to hear and do what you want to do. That's the key."
"Xu Zhiqi, I miss you. How are you?"
- The wind blows the branches and the pear blossoms fall, the time is like the chirping of cicadas, and what is washed away is the smile, the medal, and the infinitely shining light that is deposited in youth...
Intention: What is the meaning of life?