Two male protagonists
The playground, the evening breeze, the sky full of locust flowers,
There are also two teenagers standing side by side under the tree.
As time goes by, people and things have changed.
Only the sophora incense comes as scheduled every year,
It reminds me of that heartbeat that ended in vain.
Look, the locust tree is blooming again.
It's just that we are no longer there under the tree.
Intention: Brave
