We all seem to be just a small existence in this vast universe, unable to do anything. We can only watch the person we like passing by with everyone in front of us. If we talk about how to fight for it, it seems that we can only do it as soon as possible. I don't want to miss it, so I'd rather go early. In order not to let him leave, for youth, for this thin long journey, because there are too many dreams for us to chase.