If my faith were to become concrete, I would think that youth is a memory that cannot be retained even when the leaves of gardenias fall, a scorching sun that cannot be covered by ten thousand green shades, and a blurry figure frozen in a film. Many years later, I took the prize in the photo and found that the boy who gave it to me was still with me.
Concept: Youth is not an unsolvable proposition, but it is a problem that letters can solve