The door was open yesterday
I saw you as soon as I closed my eyes
blue sweater budding smile
That year we were seventeen
The plot has just begun, Meng spreads out the map
The future is arbitrary
The North Star, our secret
Seventeen years old is stupid enough
The promised journey ends at the top of the mountain
To step on the world under your feet
Now that you're not here, I'm still where I am
Each carries the same memories
Twinkle twinkle little star
I haven't revealed any information about you.
I still have your sweater
Twinkle, twinkle, twinkling
Regretful stories are all beautiful
I already have another star
Who lights you up in the sky
I look to the north, the North Star is still bright
That you stopped at seventeen
——Fan Weiqi "Seventeen-year-old North Star"