Literary version:
Youth, a future we can never predict, plays a sad tune
In the name of youth, write our end
I used to think that there was a person who could shock the time and make it gentle.
But I don't know that it will slowly flow over time and gradually go away.
Normal version:
A cute guy came to get close to her
A strong return with the breath of first love
When love has become lost, when the truth is revealed, when it is wavering, reality tells us: you can't have your cake and eat it too.
Novice version:
A monster meets a novice, then pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger...
Then the first love and everything else became weak...