Along the way, there is a place worth stopping to listen to a story hidden in someone's heart. Or dreams, or friendship, or youth, or that year's passion for someone who was not afraid of the world. Every story is worth sitting down quietly, listening to a short narrative, sipping a cup of fragrant tea, and looking for that period of your youth.
Just like that spring, a boy saw the girl sitting quietly under the sunset, looking at the beautiful sunset on the horizon. He turned around and said to his companions: "Hey, did you see that girl under the sunset? One day, I will definitely leave a beautiful story in her life."