Young love is an indelible tattoo in life. We cannot enjoy it, it is inconvenient to have it, we can only remember it forever.
In the quiet years, there is no noise, no fragrance, no competition, no worldliness.
When we parted, youth smiled brightly. When we all left the torrent of youth, the children at that time all grew up. Maybe there is someone around us who will last forever. It may be love later, or it may be love a long time ago.
I miss them so much now.