I made many mistakes when I was young, but I have no regrets.
If you insist on pursuing it, I am willing to bear all the consequences, but if you ask me to evaluate, then I can only say sorry. I will not stand at the height now to judge the young man who stumbled in the fog. That would be too cruel to him and me; if I were given another chance, I might still make that choice.
But every time the evening wind blows, I always think of that summer.
I think of the girl who made a promise with me to blow the night breeze together for a lifetime.
It turns out that some regrets have nothing to do with regrets.
(Patients with heart disease should read carefully. There is no harem, and there is no brainlessness. I would like to dedicate this book to all the secret admirers, including every friend who is destined to have no destiny, cannot love, and always has regrets.)
Purpose: 1. Face up to the shortcomings of youth: do not criticize ignorant youths harshly due to later experience, regret the reckless choices of youth without right or wrong, and accept the regrets inherent in life. 2. Explain a different kind of regret: Regret does not mean regret. Missing something comes from the limitations of time, experience and circumstances, and is not the wrong choice at the time. 3. Empathize with all sentient beings and secretly love them: Describe the youthful feelings of being unable to love and being destined to have no fate, and comfort all those who are carrying old worries. 4. Looking back at the original intention of growth: Take advantage of an empty evening breeze to look back at your youth, and gently reconcile with the past and regrets.