Have you ever stood at a point in time and looked around? On the left is the distant past, forgotten by the brain, and on the right is the long, unclear future. But there is always someone in time who can make you brave. How difficult youth is, those who have crossed it will never remember it, because it is all laughed at. I would like to write this article to wish those who are destined to find love that is as warm as dusk and porridge can be warm.