The midsummer in the embroidery workshop came to an end, and the boy rushed to City C. A two-way heartbeat ended at the end of summer.
In his eyes, she was a shining star; in reality, they could only look at each other across a sea of people.
There was no quarrel, no confession, just like the leaves turning yellow and the weather getting colder, he quietly withdrew from her world.
He gave her the courage to face the suffering, but he failed to accompany her through the fireworks.
The corners of the factory and the windows of the weaving department are full of old traces, and we can no longer wait for the boy who came by the detour.
I can obviously keep you, but I can't give you the rest of your life you want.
The temple prayed for his happiness and health, and his wish came true, at the cost of not meeting each other again.
One has experienced the world, and the other has not. They met in midsummer and parted in autumn.
If we are not in a hurry, we can keep the lines of poetry written by the wind on the leaf tips.
Concept: In a frustrated life situation, the heroine meets a young and sincere young man, and completes her self-salvation through the restrained pull of secret love, explaining that love has no age distinction, and ordinary daily life can also heal life.
