Youth begins with us...
We are obsessed with love, obsessed with love, crazy with love...
We can pursue our love desperately, but in the process of chasing, we stab others...
Someone once said that time is the best medicine for wounds. But I feel that time is the devil playing tricks on us.
Youth is a battle. We cannot retreat, we can only move forward bravely. Even if we are scarred, we cannot stop easily...
When time runs out, where should we go?