This is a story about youth.
They are in the best years of their lives, and they have the most precious time given by God. They may be young and frivolous, they may be smart and calm, they may be wise and calm, or they may be lonely, but no matter what, they are who they are, who they are, who they are without any modifications.
They have secrets that are unspeakable at this special age. In the invisible darkness, in the deepest part of their hearts, they hide the most real joys and sorrows.
At this age, accompanied by time, they are walking on a bumpy road. The road was very quiet; the night was a little cool; suddenly turning back at the next place with lights, they found that the road they came from had already been filled with overlapping white flowers.
Just like their beautiful love.
Until many years later, time has faded their youthful appearance, and the rare free time reminds them of their past. The experiences we had when we were young are sometimes understood only after the vicissitudes of life have passed. Nowadays, they already know this truth. So when they face their former selves again, they can't help but raise the corners of their mouths and smile gently at their impulsiveness and ignorance at that time. The heart that had been so hardened by the world could not even remember what she looked like in the past.
So he smiled softly. Laughing so hard that tears fell down.
Please don't laugh at these stories.
Everyone has their youth, and in these stories, you will eventually see yourself reflected.