Whose dream have we wronged ourselves to fulfill?
Whose castle is that? No one can get in and no one can get out.
Who remembers and who forgets.
Those flying youth, those smiling faces blooming freely.
If you are already working, do you still remember your university?
If you are still in college, do you still remember your high school?
Do you still remember the youthfulness and persistence of the past?
After each of us grows up, when we look back, we may remember not the hero or the heroine, but that period of time for all of us.
P. S. I am personally afraid of reading the beginning and knowing the end of the article. This article should not be like this.