The beauty of green plums is endless, and the future will be long if we don't talk about it. A sentence I saw by chance from a friend instantly touched the softness of my heart. I think those years that are gradually blurring in my memory should not just pass away. This is a story about young love, warm and beautiful. They are both childhood sweethearts, and they also have a long future that should belong to them. This is just a simple story for most people, a pure warm feeling. It belongs to me and it belongs to you. I hope that when everyone recalls those times, their hearts will be full of tenderness. After all the sailing days have passed, I will never forget my youthful journey.