Our Youth Went Up in Flames

2012, the much-discussed end of the world, is just a series of apocalyptic movies and a tragic love story in our memories. After December 21, 2012, the end of the world never came. The trials of life only grew harder. There are countless cities in the world. For a map, this city or that city is just a set of coordinates. For those fleeing, it is a cage. For everyone who loves it, it is a warm refuge. We choose to grow old in one city simply because we have met someone with whom we can spend our lives. For youth, 0991 is another name for this city: the City of Love. Youth in the city was awkward and ill at ease. Back then, we either spent our days running or letting them go to waste. We loved to cry and we loved to laugh. That was what youth looked like. Back then, freedom was beauty, and every road we walked became a beautiful scene. Innocence and depth, joy and pain. Feeling pain means you are still alive and still in love.