She was a beauty that could topple a country. She was skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. She had always looked at life with a light smile, but she had left her heart behind. He was handsome, cool, and aloof, but he was filled with tenderness towards her. Such a talented scholar and beautiful woman should have held hands and laughed proudly in life, but the road of love was not smooth, and they always brushed past each other in misunderstandings. It was important whether they could finally be together, but what was more important was the youth they had spent together. I would like to use this article to restore that lost youth. -- I wrote to the lost Shaohua.