It seems as long ago as a century ago.
The best time was cut out and pieced together into the almost forgotten past.
When we were young, we met and knew each other, and we always believed that it would last forever. However, our immature ignorance was just fireworks in the sky. No matter how beautiful and deep-rooted it is, it cannot last forever.
At that time, she spread her black hair for him and stepped barefoot in the stream. He sat on the rock, wet his trousers, and looked at each other quietly.
It seems like it's a world away, it's possible, but it's out of reach.