Introduction
The sky is flowing blue, the clouds are the diffuse wind, and the camphor is the breath of summer
The boy hurriedly walked through the green street with his drawing board under his arm, and his clattering footsteps disappeared at the unknown end. At the other end of the road, the ringing of car bells disappeared in the wind along with the cheerful laughter of the boy and the girl. The children who were playing hide and seek could only see the white of their dress through the gap, and they meandered away.
Who held hands with whom and walked through the other side of time and youth, heading fearlessly into the future; who met whom in the fleeting years, and made similar wishes together under the shooting stars; who witnessed the traces of time quietly descending on the once innocent face; but who can see through the final outcome?
Time sighs
Although it is midsummer, with the most vigorous life and youth blooming unbridled, who can predict that they will not disappear with the wind in the next season? Who can say that as time goes by, you and I will never be separated?
When they look back again, will they still remember that green vow? Will they come back to see if the saplings they planted together have grown into towering trees?
The moment the black and white film freezes, she and he will always remember that even if that person is separated from you, he will come back and wait for you where he is...