Life is really a wonderful thing.
The gears of time cruelly ran over my body. Whether it was what I wanted to know or what I didn't want to know, under its cruelty, it left indelible traces in my memory one by one.
I think that in this short life, something should be left behind to commemorate this luxurious, short and bitter youth.
At least, when I look at it in the future, I can remember where I was and what I left behind.
Lovely youth!
Let us all leave no regrets behind.
Because regret is a word we cannot bear...