That year, the years were peaceful, only longing; that year, when we met for the first time, I only wanted to have you; that year, my youth was fleeting, that year, my youth was arrogant, and I didn't want to have regrets; that year, I was rebellious, and I only wanted to believe in you.
This year, I have returned, and I still want to believe that I just want to see you again.