Summer's farewell is a pity in reality. A boy's youth is infinite, free and crazy. I have cried and been happy because of my crush, but the prerequisite for loving someone is to love yourself. Don't lose yourself in the game of love.
He will stand on the coast and watch his lover who was buried in a foreign land. The love he did not have time to express has become a regret buried deep in his heart.
Intention: Youth always has regrets, but you won't give up because of it
