At that time, we were young and young, sex was so mysterious and attractive, and the ambiguous bed atmosphere made each other abandon the concept of gender and feel love and joy.
Back then, when we were young, physical betrayal was not as good as spiritual loyalty. As long as the love remains, this love is the backbone of the couple's persistence. As long as you still love me.
At that time, we were young and young, and we had already felt the horror of death in the fire of war. Watching death pass by, I suddenly felt like an old man who saw through life and the world, realized the ruthlessness of war, and despised the childish ignorance of his peers.
At that time, when we were young, we couldn't stand the hypocrisy and ignorance of the adult world. We wanted to escape from its control, but we fell into another quagmire. Love happened overnight, without warning.
At that time, we were young and at a loss about our love. I wanted to ask for advice, but I was rejected because of this feeling that the world doesn't understand.
On a bright summer afternoon, in a tree-shaded stream, a boy and a girl, their love is finally affirmed and their bodies are united, but the ending is an inevitable separation, or it is because the separation is completed in this way that love becomes clear.
On the same bright summer afternoon, in the shaded water stream, boys and boys were playing and swimming in the flowing water. There was no intimacy for granted in such an atmosphere.
Youth is just a memory process, in which friendship, love, and all kinds of hypocrisy and ugliness of society are experienced. It is in the process of this contradiction that I can see the profound memory.
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