Everyone has a story when they were young.
At that time, we may be young and ignorant, and we may not know what it means to be worried, or we may be secretly upset over trivial things.
There are kites flying in the open space that cannot be free. When the kite gained freedom and flew into the boundless blue sky, the young man secretly cried on the ground.
And when one dream is broken, another dream will begin to be woven. Where are the people chasing each other in the memory now?
Conception: