Youth only comes once. It is like shaking falling snowflakes in winter, or like the rushing blood of summer. Reaching out to the sky, the sun quietly slides out and falls on the face, like a sweet kiss from a lover, a small envelope floating with the wind. I don't know who is hiding the secret in my heart. The long night passes through the sky, and finally the secret is revealed, and I find that the one I love has also been loving me. (Sweet article, 1v1)
Intention: I hope that we can all bravely take steps to pursue our own style.