Youth is too luxurious a feast,
We fantasize about a fairy tale ending,
But we always forget that we can't borrow the pair of twelve o'clock glass slippers.
We are desperate, thinking that love can conquer everything, but we always forget the word cruelty.
After I was young, I met countless people. Some had eyes like yours, some had eyebrows like yours, but they were no longer your faces.
This is my collection of short stories. Each chapter is a youth love story, which will convey all the regrets and hesitations of our youth.
Like little deer, we are nostalgic for the journey of youth, but we don't know how to return.
I want to write these words to tell you that youth is a past we can never get over. I will spend my whole life recalling this journey of youth.
That year, we looked at the sky and simply said, I am here waiting for you.
Little do you know that this vow will eventually turn into "You must be happy"
That's youth, my best memory