In my youth, love is always full of regrets, big and small. .
I used to be sad and desperate, trying hard to forget those heart-wrenching loves.
When everything has passed and it is time to look back on the past again.
Like the tide receding, countless beautiful shells are left on the beach.
Perhaps, shells can never give birth to pearls.
However, each of them is a unique treasure in life.
The above is considered a serious text. In fact, I don't know what I am talking about.
Well, to put it simply, it is a love story of ordinary people.