Clouds and Sea, Gentleness and Softness, Love and Dislike Are All Freedom

Each of us at the age of 18 is like Adam, quietly tasting the forbidden fruit of love, but the reality is completely different from our imagination. Some are happy and some are sad. I thought I could give everything I had to get what I wanted without thinking, but found that it was all in vain in the end. Intent: Taking myself as the protagonist and telling my regrets when I was 18 years old