Scenery Cutting Three Autumns

The love of those years has mottled the memory, and the pale heart has gone through several times. Finally, I can accept the passing youth with my original intention, and drive away the empty past with the purest words! You don't need to tell me, I'm always here, right where I am. And in the heart that you don't want to recall, I healed the torn wounds with warmth, and I will remember those confused years. Each of us has our own story of youth. In college, we formed a dormitory army to fight against love as an individual unit...