The wind blows in midsummer, the chirping of cicadas breaks the scorching sun, and an unexpected heartbeat comes.
The warmth of "Shen" collides with the enthusiasm of "Summer", like the wind and light in midsummer.
Meet in the warmth, learn to grow in the wind.
Intention: Time will blow away the chirping of cicadas in midsummer, but the wind will never scatter the gift of youth.