The summer wind swept over the boy's path, and two people who had nothing in common met by chance in the hustle and bustle of the crowd. As time goes by slowly, those side by side by the river at dusk and the silent companionship under the lamp slowly turn into a long-lasting love in my heart. After surviving the temptation of youth and crossing the distant time, they finally swore to the evening breeze and wrote a heartbeat that was neither slow nor slow as their destination year after year.
Purpose: Love does not have to be rushed. The best relationship is gradual, slowly understanding and accepting each other in the small daily life.