In everyone's youthful years, there will always be some indelible past. The affection is endless, the love is very melancholy, and it can turn melancholy, or it may be sad and tearful, and it is too painful to live. However, these memories only prove that we were young.
We can only remember the past that we cannot go back to.
Having passed through the age of youth and frivolity, I can only say that when I was young, I loved with all my might.
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