Youth looks a little silent and thin.
Deep and shallow fragrance
The end is infinite scenery.
It's just a lifetime of desolation
That kind of faint sadness, I just know that kind of fragrance.
The appearance of youth is unbridled and undisguised.
A little confused
Even if it is the emotional injury of teenagers.
After all, this is a dream.
That shallow vicissitudes of life, a time gone forever.
The emergence of youth, such a simple dream.
keep sth as it is
From hometown to other places
Where are you going?
Does that boy still have no vicissitudes of life when he smiles?