Peng Zhong changed the comma into a period and added the following line:
Youth is like the frost at dusk in the forest, like the morning mist with the fragrance of mint.
"Lavender stars, light pink clouds, you and me under the blue-gray sky."
"You and me."
It turns out that time will make all self-righteous and unforgettable things become blurred.
Maybe,
No?
Just,
The pain was numb.
Right.
That's all.
Intention: Human life is actually very short. We don't know what we will lose one day.