He said: "I remember you from the end of the world, even if you ride your horse and sing, I am still the same." In the end, it was still me, but not him.
In my youth, there was a person who taught me how to love, how to treat the world tenderly, and how to embrace the sunshine and warmth, although he passed away in the end.
This may be a memoir, and every stroke written down is the sweet and sour experience I have experienced, some of which are romantic and infatuated, and some of which are not related to love. Because it is youth, the age when we can risk our lives for the first time, so I want to tell you our story. If you can feel something from it, I would be honored.