Youth is bustling with people coming and going, meeting and missing each other. How can an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy know how long it will last? Day after day, he is ready to walk only a short distance, rushing to the next meeting.
It took six years to write this story, from the ignorant twelve or thirteen years old to the eighteen or nineteen years old pretending to be mature, from full of expectations to fragmented
Purpose: commemorate youth