One summer a year, several summers in a lifetime.
However, in the youth that begins with one word. Summer is the most special season.
During those summers, I gained and lost.
In those summers, I had smiles and smiles, but also my heart was broken.
Summer to me is the deep affection you gave me in the years of ignorance, the lingering hatred of dreaming back to reality, the panic of meeting again, and the constant invasion of the sea in the past.
To you, summer is like my bright smile when I was young and ignorant, like a knife-wrenching heart that shattered my dreams with my own hands, like the sincerity of my pursuit again, and like the dead water in my heart after yesterday's dream.
For him, summer is the feeling of returning home when he meets a beautiful woman for the first time, and the feeling of waiting for love remains unchanged. It is the repeated pursuit without regrets, and the haggard waiting for Yi.
For her, summer is the confusion between love and hate, the inability to let go of an irresistible friend, the unrequited love of a young girl in Huaichun, and the difficult choice between love and friendship.
However, it is summer like this that teaches us to grow, to love, to understand ourselves, and to understand life.
In those shallow summers, there is hidden some deep affection of our youth, some unwillingness to resent our fate, and some sweet wounds that are unknown to us.
Stories that are buried deeply by time and worldly events.
Light summer, deep hidden.