One day I feel that we are all older
But youth is good
It seems that the whole world belongs to us, and we can hide in the name of children and be naughty and smile
But one day we feel that we have changed
Youth is becoming increasingly heavy as more and more of it becomes a memory
We join in various games one after another
Be proud of your own refinement
At a certain moment, I felt nostalgic for my leisurely and unique self who was once outside the game.
If you think innocence is beautiful
How can we applaud its fading?
The answer to happiness is always simple
But the process of verification is always too tortuous