If someone asked you what it was like to be young, how would you answer?
Shen He would say: "Like a wind."
In the past, we experienced quarrels, crying, parting, and finally grew up, only because of the wind when we were young, blowing us far away. Young man, youth is a long farewell. You, me, him and her will eventually reach the same destination.
The wind stopped and the story came to an end.
Intention: Meeting and Parting