Youth should be full of vitality and invincibility. Family, friends, and even lovers,
Everything should be perfect and happy. It's just that there are too many alternatives in life,
Some people are treasures in the hands of their families, flowers kept indoors; while some people can only
I struggled to wallow in the torrent of the world on my own, covered in wounds, and destroying myself layer by layer.
Protected by strong wings. The youthful years have lost the original innocence; it is she,
It's him, it's him and them...