There are always people who tell us, don't miss it anymore and look forward.
However, the past was so beautiful, how can we not miss it?
Standing on the tail of youth, looking back, those beliefs, madness, carefreeness, laughter and joy are actually the most precious treasures, shining brightly at the other end of the road of time.
That is the force that supports us as we gradually mature.
Can we still go back?
The silent years are silent.