All ending have been written

　　All the tears have set off

　　But suddenly forget is how a start

　　In the old summer no longer came back

　　No matter how I to recover

　　Young you only played like underneath

　　And you smiling face extremely shallow pale

　　Group of haze gradually disappeared after sunset

　　Then turn the yellow page

　　Destiny will it binding is very poor

　　Has the tear I read and a

　　Have to admit

　　Youth is a too hasty book