This is the youth of a group of seventeen-year-old children, who may be bright and cheerful, depressed or gloomy, turbulent or as calm as a stream.
How much would you believe if love happened at the age of seventeen?
Is it better to miss each other than to see each other?
Is it better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes?
Or do we love each other without knowing each other?
If you don't meet it, you can avoid the heart-wrenching pain, but if you don't meet it, your heart will not be perfect. Thinking about it this way, even those bone-piercing pains crushed by darkness at night are proof of existence.
Within the radius, wander forward and retreat.
The above is the text of the first part.