The Secret Garden In The Crevices Of Time

The secret is the song hidden within the conch shell, the tiny stardust in the night sky, the sand on a girl's fingertips, and the moonlight resting upon a young man's heart

In our youth, we were timid, cowardly, pretentious, and arrogant, behaving as if we would never grow up

Once we encounter minor setbacks or small mistakes, we tend to amplify them infinitely in our minds due to our timidity

Accompanying growth, those setbacks or mistakes become eternal thorns in the heart

However, when courage is regained, and we finally dare to look back at those secrets, we realize that those fears and cowardice, which seemed greater than the heavens, are merely trivial matters.

What we fear to confront is, in fact, our own weak inner self

In the long yet fleeting moments of youth, the encounters hidden in the gaps are the most beautiful landscapes of this life