When I was young, I always felt that life was short, and I thought that a promise could last a lifetime; however, the content of the promise often started with "Wait until I grow up."
In the growing years, the vegetation withered and flourished several times, the sun, moon and stars changed, so many people dispersed as they walked, and so many things faded away just by looking at them.
When everyone was optimistic about them, they were not together; when everyone finally had no illusions about them, they secretly left Chencang...