As we struggle against the current through the flowers of youth, is there a color that lingers in your heart, impossible to shake off, be it love or friendship?
Growth will eventually make us fall silent. When that time comes, will you sing out loud to mark the end of this transformation, or shatter the darkness and rise reborn from the ashes, leaving the past behind?
The people and things we leave behind will become thorns in our hearts, rooted deep in our bones and blood. They will also become a passing breeze, set free in the rhythm of each day.
After weathering countless storms and returning, I am no longer who I was, yet I am still myself.
We become better people and live better lives.
Theme: A bright future
You were one of the four talented women in your previous life, right??
My heart has always been yours~(???)