Many years later, they finally understood——
Youth is never a feast that never ends, but those people who have been with us, those summers that cannot be repeated, and those moments that are taken away by time but remain in memory forever.
Later we went to different places and became different adults.
But that time of cicadas chirping in the midsummer, that boyhood filled with expectations and scars, after all, only belongs to us.
——To our youth.
Intention: youth