What about again? Love or miss? Unyielding or letting go?
Won't.
Don't miss it, don't let it go.
I also missed the world, but fortunately my heart was still beating warmly and with unyielding enthusiasm. When I looked back, I was still as bright as the stars when I was eighteen.
"I'm looking at you through your eyes."
"Do you know a poem called 'The sky is full of shengs and cranes and the sky is cold'?"
Intention: Continuous self-improvement