Youth (Xi Murong)
All endings have been written
All the tears have begun their journey
But suddenly I forgot what kind of beginning it was
In that ancient summer that never comes back
No matter how I pursue it
Young you are just like a cloud shadow passing by
And your smiling face is very light and very light
Gradually disappearing in the mist after sunset
Then opened the yellowed title page
Destiny bound it very poorly
With tears in my eyes, I read it again and again
But I have to admit
Youth is a book that is too hasty