The first thing I started writing was something with some plot...
I know that one day, when time goes far away, everything can pass before my eyes like a slide, and there is no such strong love and hate. At that time, we can probably watch the sea together in peace. After all, we are no longer young, but the memories of those old photos are still there year after year. It is youth that never fades, witnessing the same sorrow and joy, and witnessing our immature frivolity.