This is a semi-autobiographical novel written by a post-80s veteran using his original name to tell the story of bloody youth; this is the most authentic journey through green time; this is a glass of old spirits filled with brothers and rivers and lakes; this is an unforgettable miss and memory about love. Embrace; this is a final redemption about confusion and struggle... Years go by, time lingers, and those born in the 1980s are no longer young. The passing time is a story and a piece of history to bystanders, but to those who have experienced it, it is personal joy and sorrow. Who hasn't laughed like a fool and cried like a dog in their youth? When the lights of youth are almost gone, have you ever covered your face and cried in drunken nights many years later?
Purpose: Missing youth