Puyang and Ming'er.
Going through those years when I didn't know how to place my love.
The most beautiful thing is youth.
I have walked through the most beautiful times with you hand in hand.
Ten years ago, in Beijing in July, at my grandfather's house, on the lawn.
"My name is Ming'er. Tomorrow's Ming, Pu'er's Er. What about you?"
"Pu Yang."
Ten years later, in September in the provincial capital, in high school, on the playground.
Everything will start again.