Those stories happened when one is young and rash are like freshly sliced lemons, and the acerbic fragrance they give out immerge slowly into the lines of history.

• 年少轻狂的故事，像一片片刚切下的新鲜的柠檬，散发出青青涩涩的清香，在岁月的字里行间淡淡飘逸。