People who have walked through the road of youth always lament the passionate enthusiasm, the heroic spirit that cannot be eaten by the fireworks of the world, and the natural freshness...
Perhaps for us now, there is still a trace of... Desolation, and a touch of sadness cannot be concealed behind the carefree life.
Ideals, friendships, family ties, and love affairs that are vague and out of reach enrich us...
We can be so crazy that we cry, and weep and laugh. There is a kind of stubbornness, a kind of persistence and unwillingness on the cheeks with tears. Use your sleeves to wipe away the tears. We have to walk through this journey. There is no brisk pace, but we just go through it calmly...