Do you still remember the stunning red border? Do you still remember the chuckles between you and me in the sword light and blood shadow? It seems that in the tragic memory, only the bloody hands, drooping eye masks and silent struggles are left. After returning to the small town in Jiangnan, can the music of bamboo silk wash away the deep scars in the young man's eyes?
Youth travels, swims through ups and downs, sadness, and at the end may be blooming flowers, which belong to the youth and belong to us.
Purpose: Youth Tour