You are the two shy piles of plateau red in my memory,
A little girl who loves to cry during military training
You are a pearl whose eyes shine when you smile,
The dazzling rainbow after the rain.
You are the answer to the questions I couldn't ask when I was young,
The throb of notes thrown across three rows.
You are the vanity that I chased with my eyes when I passed the exam,
A bet that goes nowhere after a childish love letter.
Do you want to crush your youth and write down all the mountains and rivers?
Only then do you have the right to look back at your loved ones who are separated by mountains and seas
I like you very much, I don't regret it for a while
I live like you, here is Nanmu Mu Siqing
Purpose: Growth and Choice