I have always wanted to write a book about you,
Leave it to us to remember slowly when we grow old,
We once imagined that we would be parents and cuddle up together one day,
Pick up this book and read it slowly and carefully.
It's a pity that the story is not finished yet.
Just leave.
With this,
To commemorate our youthful years that we will no longer return to.
Intention: Youth should have its own end.