When I looked up at the sky, did you unconsciously raise your head and respond to my memories of you? The first time I met you, your uniqueness was deeply imprinted in my mind. That winter, there were you, me, and them. In those years, there were laughter, trouble, and tears. We released our youth unbridled like this. The good times are always stranded by reality. Those are the most precious colors of my life. I wish time was fixed on the sixteen-year-old figure. I want to remember you as a boy in the rainy season. I want to remember you on the sky that year. If you suddenly miss me, please raise your head. We must be happy under the same blue sky!
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