In his peaceful and stable youth, where he had no worries about food and clothing, his soul was starving, and he had no way to escape in the high-rise buildings with bright neon lights.
She met him when she was standing in the crowd with scars all over her body, ready to collapse at any moment in her youth. He saw the sea of silence in her eyes, and he became the prologue of her life.
Concept: Youth is the prologue of life. Before the age of eighteen, you will always feel the mountains and rivers are majestic, and the past can be recalled at any time. However, the youth of some people is like the bitter moon and the decaying platycodon. They trapped themselves in that cold winter, listening to the heavy snow, over and over again.