No one knows who she was, no one knows who she is. The past, present, and future are endless; the past, the past, and the past are all, looking back on the past. But now it's the end.
No one can stay young forever, but there are always people who are looking back on their youth. You are never the only one stuck in time.
Back then, we had long hair reaching our waists
Back then, we were petite
Back then, we were innocent
When we were children, we were ignorant and novel about everything
We always think that flowers can be eaten, that the doll in our hands is our most intimate partner, and that we can forget to eat and sleep just for games. We were just ourselves then.
Ten years later, we got to know the small world
We risk our lives for our friends, struggle for exams, and even travel around the world to chase stars. Someone told me then that we are all little stars.
Twenty years later, we persevere for our goals and compete with others for our freedom.
We are both stubborn and confident.
Everyone under the halo prays for applause, but we also know that we are enjoying ourselves in hardship, and we are all just slaves of life.
I dare not say that all my stories commemorate everything I have lost, but I will dedicate them to those who have passed me by and to you who are experiencing the story.