Foreword.
Last summer, I accidentally heard the song "Youth" sung by Sister Han Hong on the computer, and my chest was filled with a touch of sadness. Scattered fragments emerged in my mind, and slowly these fragments were connected into colorful pictures. I want to write about my youth in my own way.
This is a memory about love,
This is a memorial ceremony for youth,
This is an ongoing love story.
Stay tuned.
Conception: