Maybe we can't get together again in the future. Maybe what I said to you a second ago will be our last words - of course this is not a matter of life and death. Once you become the wind on my road, or I become a grass in the scene after you walk, we will become each other's passers-by, leaving nothing behind.
Because of this, I want to keep more memories of my youth. Although I am still young, I cannot predict that I will be old at this time.
Please let me think for a while under the tree. Reminiscing about our time, no matter whether we can meet again in the future.
Write our story and wait for the arrival of 20 when we are 18 years old. At the age of 20, 30, 40... You can still smile and say:
Getting to know you is my best memory.