This is all my story from the age of sixteen to twenty-one
At sixteen years old, I was still a stupid, heartless, heartless kid.
Seventeen years old, a disaster is like a gift to the first love
When I left at the age of eighteen, the sky in Lhasa was filled with endless snow.
At the age of nineteen, the world seemed empty and had just begun.
At twenty years old, you and I set off after the end
Twenty-one years old, time is a story that quietly rewrites the ending
A love may really consume all five years of youth
But so what, compared to the future of walking with nothingness
I want to pick up the memory of you and wait for the dawn with the night sky
I know you are my invisible knight
always
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