No one is young forever, but some people are always young. Youth is like the lush oak trees on campus, full of vitality. We stride forward without looking back, hoping to reach the end of the world, eager to reach the end of freedom. When we look up, there is only a gray sky, and absolute freedom is just endless desolation. Who can accompany you to the end?
Concept: Metamorphosis means shedding several layers of skin.