If time can be like the flowing gravel, can it condense into a huge tornado due to a certain period of time and sweep away the sadness in my heart.
You never know what kind of person you will fall in love with, even if it is a fantasy, it is mostly illusory, but when you really meet, all the stories are beautiful. Even now, I will still remember all the only crazy feelings I paid for you in those turbulent youths in that early summer.