"I will be your support at the next stop." What a touching confession.
A quiet academic master surrounded by flowers.
A rebellious student who went to jail.
But in the unconscious running-in, emotional incitement arose.
A kind of ignorant pure love.
A passionate youth story.
The sky that year was beautiful and sunny. Just like the stubborn sunflower, it exudes the breath of youth everywhere, persistent, innocent, but so beautiful...