The Fish in the Pond Misses the Old Abyss

I would like to write this article to record the boy who once amazed me throughout my youth. ———————————————————— In the scorching midsummer, that boy in a white shirt faced the blazing sun, walked towards me, and walked into my heart. But later, the clean boy disappeared. He squatted in the corner, surrounded by cigarette smoke. Eyes dull "My boy seems to be missing..." "At the age when I loved you the most, I still missed you after all." Concept: Everyone has regrets in their youth