Don't know what it is.
It's a random thought, a birthday gift, a joke, a first draft I didn't know when I wrote it, and the enthusiasm and love of youth.
I hope this is the beginning and there will be no end.
As an irresponsible dad, here's what I say:
Or maybe you were young and wanton, but after all these years, you are still moved by me.
The meaning of the question: At the end, it doesn't matter how many years have passed, and it doesn't matter if we meet each other late.
Intention: The title of the book is about you and me, and the scenery is beautiful.