Young people don't know what's going on in their sorrows, and they will always abandon their infatuation if they are ruthless. Now they know that they are too frivolous, and the past is hard to trace and describe! I turned around and thought about my life, half smoke and half sand, pursuing the distant sky all my life, my thoughts higher than the sky, my ideals flying in the clouds, finally, the wind blew into the curtain and the sound was cold, and a line of tears fell down my face.
Intention: human love