The sour lemons are dried by the sea breeze,
Old film stopped before sunrise,
Regret is written as the most honest footnote of youth.
Thank you for accompanying me through this long five years——
From the school uniform jacket in the first year of junior high school to the party meal in the senior year of high school,
From the scratch paper of "129" to the salty farewell.
The story ends here,
But those rising and falling tides, the sweet and sour lemons, the salty sea breeze,
Sometime late at night, in some gust of wind,
was opened again,
Then say softly:
"Goodbye, boy."
Intention: growth