In fact, this is just a story about her and I missing him. The content is a true portrayal of us. It is an article of struggle like a bereaved daughter. I hope everyone will like it.
Shot one:
Under the cherry blossom tree, a boy and a girl stood facing each other. No words were needed, the understanding between him and her was enough for them to know what the other wanted to say. Countless cherry blossoms scattered with the wind, and he slowly approached her... What's the feeling of this romantic girl drama? It must be that I opened it in the wrong way!
Shot two:
"Look, isn't that the green-clad man?" "Yes, I didn't expect to meet him again, what a coincidence!"
"Look, green guy." "Hey?! Wait, Ah Kong, why do you want to call him that? It's very vulgar, okay!"
"Green bag boy." "Oh."
There's really nothing more to say. .