There is a memory in everyone's heart that cannot be touched
Under the fermentation of time, it became a city of sad memories imprisoned.
We live in a world of memories that we are unwilling to give up
Be sad and happy with the memories
Because it is the most beautiful pain on our journey of youth
Memories will never grow old, only our young hearts will grow old
However, we will not be sad all our lives; because we cannot be young all our lives