What if we had another chance? Would we fall in love or miss each other again? Stand our ground or let go?
No.
We won't miss each other or let go.
We may have lost the world, but thankfully our hearts are still warm, beating with passion and defiance. When we look back, we are still eighteen, bright as the stars.
"I am looking at you through your eyes."
"Do you know the line of poetry, 'Amid the vast sky, flutes and cranes descend from the heights'?"
Theme: Strive tirelessly for self-improvement
