The spring in Nanhuai is always wrapped in the soft wind of camphor leaves. It blows open the window of Class 17, and also blows Fu Jinyong's stilts. She is a bright and lively little sun. She was born in a wealthy family but trapped in the coldness of her family. She has a smile on her face and a lonely heart. She crashes into His world seems to be full of spring flowers; he is the proud son of heaven in the eyes of others. Under the halo of being the first in grade, he hides the mud of his original family. He is unruly and cold, sensitive and inferior. He builds walls with alienation and hides all the tenderness in his heart.
She is an enthusiastic rusher, knowing that there is a gap in his heart, but she still reaches out again and again, melting his defenses with firm affirmation, telling him "you deserve all the good things"; he is a clumsy avoider, trapped in the gap of identity, afraid that his own darkness will tarnish her light, but inadvertently, with silent protection, he becomes a light for her to escape the oppression of her family.
The camphor wind blows every year in the south of the Yangtze River, and the seventeen-year-old boy and girl see redemption in each other's eyes.
It turns out that the so-called spring is never the brightness that blooms alone, but you crash into my cold winter, and I rush to your haze. From then on, the beauty of spring blooms, year after year, you are my spring, and I am your spring.
Intent: Mutual redemption between characters