The heat of summer and the chirping of cicadas weave together a dream, a huge dream.
Ginkgo and maple leaves together form a forest. When the autumn wind blows, golden waves blow, and the setting sun shines on the youth of the youth.
On the path paved with golden leaves is the future of young people, which will never be separated.
The red thread passes through the ginkgo, and I miss every trace of it.
Concept: be aesthetics yyds.