Youth is a sad diary, youth is a burning period of time, youth brings us longing, but brings simplicity and purity;
We, who are full of energy and young, are stuck at this junction and can't breathe. We are lost in the road. Lost myself again;
Come and go, you and me; flowers bloom and wither, but everything is so late and cannot be caught up; what we remember in youth is a dark pure white;
A group of crazy kids who have loved, cried, suffered, and been drunk. They are going backwards in the times, but they have forgotten that time will bring everything and wash away everything. When we can't stand the reality, just hold yourself tight and say accept it softly. This is destined and cannot be changed! ! !
They are a group of lonely and willful children. Although they like hot and noisy spaces, they cannot block the quietness in their hearts. Their grades are not excellent, but they long for one day to live in a bustling city. They like sad songs and play crazy games. Among them are unpredictable temperaments, tired and sad figures, incomprehensible moods, and people waiting infatuatedly; bumpy roads, distant ideals, dull past, and burning years. They came together because of fate, but they went their separate ways because of the unchangeable minutes of reincarnation. They were a group of lonely boys and girls carousing. They also broke that clean and fragile heart because of their different fates...