This story happened a long time ago, in the present that is being written, and in the future to be continued...
This is a bloody story, and it is precisely because of this bloody story that it is called life;
It is precisely because of dog blood that it is called youth
In youth, there are too many lifetimes and eternities, too many uncertainties and immaturities, too many desperate loves, too many impulsivity and impatience, too many sensitive and nerve-wracking yet bold and fearless... In youth, there is no right or wrong. If you believe it, you are right. I don't believe that even if it is perfect, it will still have the color of tragedy. We always say that the most beautiful thing is the beauty that can withstand waiting, but how many people can really stand the wait? We hate to meet someone at the wrong time, but we don't know that true love has actually been waiting quietly for a long time.
The mist and rain in Lushan Mountain and the tide in Zhejiang Province can't bear to wait until it arrives.
Nothing happened when I arrived, the misty rain in Lushan Mountain and the tide in Zhejiang Province.
This is not a story entirely about love, it is our thoughts about growing up, about friendship, about love, about life, about ourselves, and about many people.
It is the youth I see in my eyes, it is the youth in my heart, it is the youth in Su Muluo's eyes, it is the youth in their eyes, it is the youth in their eyes, or perhaps, it is the youth in your eyes.
It's not spectacular, it's just bloody, bloody... It's actually a lot like life.