This is a true gay story.
The years are spinning, the sun and the moon are changing, and I stand in the long river of time and look back from afar.
Those journeys, those old people, those joys, those sorrows, will slowly turn into fragments of my soul and accompany me as I grow.
Fortunately, we are young and beautiful, and we are all fine.
Does the passing of time pass? Whether you are gay or not, time is no longer important. The young man has already grown his hairpin. This is a record of the growth of a gay.