All endings have been written
All the tears have set off
But suddenly I forgot how it started
In that ancient summer that never comes back
No matter how I pursue it
Young you are just like a cloud shadow passing by
And your smiling face is very light and very light
Qunlan gradually disappears after sunset
Then I turned over the yellowed title page
Fate has bound it badly
With tears in my eyes, I read it again and again
but have to admit
Youth is a hasty book
——Xi Murong's "Youth"