The vague love in the youthful years,
A sincere confession that breaks the shackles.
You chased me and hid again and again, retreating in order to advance, thinking that you would end up leaving each other bruised and bruised like this.
But life is still just life. No one has a rock-like heart that will never change, and no one doesn't look forward to the last peaceful stay together.
Finally, love, just love.
Whose youth doesn't have those moments that make people tremble with fear and can't help but giggle?
Youth, love, dreams,
Three words juxtaposed together can make people feel infinite vitality and sunshine.
We laughed and cried, we also cried and laughed,
In the end, I still stubbornly believe that I can do anything.
In the broken time,
I still firmly believe that this world is stable and the years are quiet.