The word "wild" has many interpretations: overgrown with weeds; abandoned; desolate and remote; poor; unrealistic and incorrect; indulgent and confused; far and remote; rough and unprocessed...
The "famine" in "famine years" is suitable for any interpretation, and it varies from person to person. The same thing is the air of decadence and desolation that cannot be erased by this word.
During that chaotic period of youth, I did so many childish and ridiculous things, and missed so many people who were good to me. I have told many people that I love you, but I have never said it to you. It will be such a long time, I dare not promise.
If it were to happen again, would I still make the same choice as before?
Youth is a grand withering. You, me, and Gu Xiaoran in the story are all the remaining leaves abandoned by the big tree.
A piece of paper looks like this in the famine years, and is decorated with red paper to commemorate it. No more.