The lever of youth is always difficult to establish a fulcrum. It either changes the environment or is changed by the environment.
In fact, our encounter has already been destined to end, and you and I just performed quietly under the compassionate gaze of God. In the years of love that we did not understand, we who were young and energetic did not know how to cherish and retain it. Only when we watched it drift away did we understand the unforgettable pain of missing it.
The journey of life carries youth away and away. Time is not waiting for me. It is you who forgot to take me away. We are lost in the unfamiliar wind and rain. From then on, we are separated by the sky and forget each other. Many years later, when I hear your name and go through that journey, will I still smile and listen to my heart crying silently...