Along the long road of growth, accompanying each other, will they eventually become separated because of their dreams and drift apart?
In those days when flowers are burning and blooming, days when we are noisy and playful and sharing,
Mixed with worries, hopes, dreams, confusion, laughter and tears. . .
Is the bright smile on your face still there when you open your eyes?
The sweat and exhaustion on the stage are just to stick to the original dream and set off for the brightest future. Will they hold hands like this and never be prepared to face the storm?
They meet the most beautiful people in their lives, stick to their best original intentions, and set out as they grow up. In the end, can they keep going?
What will growth cost these passionate and tenacious people?
What will their growing up years leave behind in their lives?
Like a fish swimming against the current, like a plum blossom on a cold winter day, just like a small part of the ocean in the universe, like red cotton blossoms blooming hotly.
They have an unforgettable road of growth; they draw a brilliant rainbow for this fleeting time; they are the protagonists in this passionate youth!
The tormenting illness, the unbearable injury, the confused heart, the inexplicable emotions. . .
How will they tell us the secrets of their growing up years?