A Lifetime of Light Summer

Will the long summer be over? I just want to keep one summer. Being 17 years old was a fragmented dream. I was living in a self-righteous world and cheering for joy. Those youthful and frivolous things, those self-proclaimed willows, those things that I was proud of, it seemed that everything was lost to time. If you meet me, my youth and those long fleeting years will all become a piece of memory. ——Qing Yi Qian Xia