The north wind is fierce and fast, while the south wind is warm and peaceful, just like the joy of youth comes fast and fierce, but no one can escape unscathed. In this boundless front, on the traceless way home, the silent touching of each other, the throbbing of the soul, and the protection of the heart are all beacons in the vast wilderness.
"Look at the north, look at the north, look at the north, look at the north, do you like the north?"
"... I was born in the north. The north is cold and cold, which makes me lonely."
He didn't like the north, but he fell in love with the boy who liked the north.
Intention: Love at first sight, love again when we meet again, the towering lighthouse will not escort everyone to find their way back, there are always people who want to try how hard the south wall is.