In the quaint school, under the lilac tree, a copy of "Wen Xin Diao Long" is spread out. Among the traditional Chinese characters, the past and present are quietly flowing. A young man with handsome features, likes to wear an exquisite auspicious knot, can memorize the Four Books, can recite the Five Classics, can speak eloquently, and has a reputation as a talented scholar. He is known as "The man on the road is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world." But he was always sad: "If there is an if, I will keep her." Caressing the auspicious knot in his hand, the gentle and jade-like young man actually shed tears, and put them on the string drop by drop... A girl with a delicate face, likes to take a beautiful letterhead, oil painting, traditional Chinese painting, comics, sculpture, design, handicrafts, all, known as "the ghost of the future art world". But she always frowned: "If there had been any chance, I would not have taken this wrong path. I regret it..." Putting down the pen in her hand, the world-famous young female painter said softly. On the painting paper, there is a boy and a girl... The flowers on the road are blooming again, and the fleeting time has become a tragedy. Where is the safe haven in a desperate situation? "Lost boy, ignorant youth..." "We are just two small boats, lost in the wind and waves..." The pen and ink are so unrestrained, and the paper is so thin. Did the pen and ink scratch the paper? Or does the paper isolate the pen and ink? Looking back again, those subtle feelings that I couldn't let go and couldn't face were like the fragrance of ink, lingering on the road for a long time...