Do you still remember me, the young me?
Under the moon, pulling you to talk
We were swinging under the bridge with our bare feet
Look at the little trees we planted growing up day by day
Please remember that I once loved you deeply
Once firmly believed in
Even if there is wind, even if it rains
Please believe that we will be together in the end
Life is like a wall. She lives a stable life on this side of the wall, without seeking glory or wealth. But here on the other side of the wall, he lives an arrogant and domineering life, only asking for her. Two people who are not supposed to intersect are like two straight lines that do not intersect and will always meet one day.