We spent three years working side by side to find the direction of our dreams.
We met at the end of summer that year. We were strangers but have been intertwined ever since.
It's just that the souls have the same smell, but they have an inseparable bond with each other.
We are just dream chasers on the road of youth, with countless thorns ahead. Your paintbrush, my guitar, her dance, his basketball, their sweat, this is enough.
Three years is just the distance from the first floor to the fourth floor, and it is just the beginning to end of a piece of music.
We have three years of sunshine, but three years of sunshine, only three years of sunshine.
Three years later, you still remember the sunshine.