Youth is infinitely wonderful, cherish every moment.

Just forget it, how can I forget? The
dark green entanglement, your love,
the song flowing before the window, the flowers blooming on the pillow—
where has the wind of time taken them?
Just forget it, how can I forget? The
deep, hazy affection, your love
, the fire burning at your fingertips, the bitterness swallowed in your throat
, the stars falling in your pupils—
are there always some regrets? There must be some regrets.
The most sincere words weren't recorded.
The awkwardness before meeting, the cheers before parting—
once etched in our hearts, now seem almost nonexistent. Are there
always some regrets? There must be some regrets.
Time has tarnished purity
, so deeply rooted yet so fragile.
Who is the silhouette in the reflection
? Are you like that too? Are you like that too?
We've watched you go for too long, forgotten the departure. Unable
to express the debt, unable to wait for the answer.
Just grow old, grow old.
Just forget it, how can I forget?
The dark green entanglement, your love,
the song flowing before the window, the flowers blooming on the pillow—
where has the wind of time taken them?

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