"Oh, do you remember Lin Huanian? Do you still love him, Qingge?" "Lin Huanian..." The girl named Xian Qingge fell into deep thought. "Oh, he is the boy who I gave him his whole youth. It's a pity that he didn't know how to cherish it, and he died I missed him, and he also missed me. The boy has changed, and so have I. Although I have missed him, I will continue to walk on. Time will not continue to wait for me." "Alas!" Xian Qingge stood up and continued walking towards the sunset in the west. . . (To, youth)
Intention: Love without getting it, don't hesitate to get it. Most of what youth likes is what we have never got.