Youth is just a story shared between us. How can those people and memories that cannot be retrieved see us? The story keeps going on, it's just the people around me, it's no longer you, it's no longer me. Standing in the middle of the sea of people coming and going, you will find that you can't catch anything, everything is flowing forward like water. Don't miss the past, the story continues.
Intention: They warmed the whole youth.